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 China and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pulsallama to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin 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 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
The Cure,
The Associates,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
Connie Case,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marvin Gaye,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
Colin Newman,
James White and The Blacks,
Bush Tetras,
The Tremeloes,
Crooked Eye,
Basic Channel,
Carl Craig,
Television Personalities,
Shoche,
Young Marble Giants,
Joy Division,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kas Product,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Circle Jerks,
Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Livin' Joy,
Franke,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bronski Beat,
Eric Dolphy,
The Happenings,
Scan 7,
Ronan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Womack,
The Searchers,
Cluster,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barbara Tucker,
Excepter,
Swell Maps,
The Velvet Underground,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Smog,
Bang On A Can,
Public Image Ltd.,
Duran Duran,
Organ,
Flash Fearless,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.