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 Montenegro and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Prince Buster to the rock 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ 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 güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Unwound,
a-ha,
Parry Music,
Ronnie Foster,
Dark Day,
Audionom,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
Freddie Wadling,
Barry Ungar,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rod Modell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Masters at Work,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grauzone,
Pet Shop Boys,
Infiniti,
Lakeside,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
The Happenings,
Davy DMX,
Zapp,
Harry Pussy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ituana,
Yazoo,
The Cramps,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Fraelich,
Jacob Miller,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gap Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Joy Division,
X-101,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Derrick May,
the Soft Cell,
Morten Harket,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mummies,
Sight & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Mad Mike,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Funkadelic,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gladiators,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.