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 Belize and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 Skaos to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ 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 mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Circle Jerks,
The Cramps,
the Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy Collins,
Pussy Galore,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slits,
Livin' Joy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skaos,
Patti Smith,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aural Exciters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sonic Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stiv Bators,
Gichy Dan,
Barry Ungar,
Morten Harket,
Joyce Sims,
Deakin,
The Residents,
Symarip,
the Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
UT,
Cal Tjader,
The Raincoats,
The Gap Band,
Soul II Soul,
Godley & Creme,
Suburban Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Machine,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Remains,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Stooges,
Urselle,
Arab on Radar,
Stockholm Monsters,
T. Rex,
The Monks,
Sugar Minott,
The Evens,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mr. Review,
Avey Tare,
Archie Shepp,
Andrew Hill,
Vladislav Delay,
Donald Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.