Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guatemala and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Flipper to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Cybotron,
Man Eating Sloth,
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
Second Layer,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Judy Mowatt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Colin Newman,
Cluster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
Jandek,
Skriet,
Heaven 17,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Minny Pops,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Loose Ends,
Dave Gahan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeff Lynne,
the Association,
The Golliwogs,
the Bar-Kays,
Amon Düül II,
The Smoke,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marvin Gaye,
Guru Guru,
Black Flag,
Dead Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cure,
Y Pants,
Suburban Knight,
Scan 7,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Soft Cell,
The Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
JFA,
Panda Bear,
Deepchord,
Visage,
Steve Hackett,
Sandy B,
Unrelated Segments,
Josef K,
Erykah Badu,
China Crisis,
The Fall,
John Holt,
Yusef Lateef,
Connie Case,
New Order,
Johnny Clarke,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.