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 Morocco and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Grandmaster Flash to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Kinks,
FM Einheit,
Crispian St. Peters,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
The Trojans,
Underground Resistance,
Todd Terry,
Malaria!,
Charles Mingus,
Mad Mike,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Clear Light,
The Stooges,
Soft Machine,
The Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Whodini,
AZ,
Black Moon,
Smog,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed,
Country Teasers,
ABC,
Robert Görl,
Con Funk Shun,
Marc Almond,
Eric Dolphy,
Carl Craig,
Junior Murvin,
Alison Limerick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donny Hathaway,
The Beau Brummels,
The Skatalites,
The Fugs,
Lakeside,
The United States of America,
Swell Maps,
Tubeway Army,
Harpers Bizarre,
Heaven 17,
Tom Boy,
Mars,
Wally Richardson,
Fad Gadget,
Soft Cell,
Fluxion,
Fatback Band,
Bill Near,
Groovy Waters,
Massinfluence,
Von Mondo,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang of Four,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers,
Sällskapet,
Harry Pussy,
Wolf Eyes,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.