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 Bhutan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba 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 theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Oblivians,
Brass Construction,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
Sugar Minott,
Stereo Dub,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moby Grape,
Bronski Beat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mojo Men,
The Pretty Things,
PIL,
DJ Sneak,
David Axelrod,
The Skatalites,
Television,
The Dirtbombs,
AZ,
Suicide,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Monochrome Set,
X-Ray Spex,
Groovy Waters,
Soft Cell,
The Smoke,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Skarface,
Eurythmics,
Zapp,
Flipper,
Public Enemy,
Magazine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camberwell Now,
Television Personalities,
Index,
Ice-T,
Scratch Acid,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Happenings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Malaria!,
Henry Cow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
The Vogues,
Scan 7,
China Crisis,
Wasted Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.