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 Suriname and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a 808 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 guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Soft Cell,
Lucky Dragons,
Nas,
X-102,
Sugar Minott,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echospace,
Magma,
Mission of Burma,
Deepchord,
Livin' Joy,
The Offenders,
Joe Finger,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Tremeloes,
Goldenarms,
Rod Modell,
The Red Krayola,
The New Christs,
Cymande,
Joyce Sims,
Blake Baxter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Heaven 17,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Swans,
Los Fastidios,
Bob Dylan,
Mo-Dettes,
Porter Ricks,
Au Pairs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brass Construction,
The Golliwogs,
The Busters,
Byron Stingily,
Yaz,
Black Bananas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Monks,
New Age Steppers,
The Stooges,
Lalann,
The Index,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sällskapet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Derrick Morgan,
Lungfish,
L. Decosne,
Brothers Johnson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jandek,
Skaos,
Q and Not U,
The Fire Engines,
LL Cool J,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Make Up,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.