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 Spain and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Youth Brigade to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet 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 rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Public Enemy,
Essential Logic,
The Pretty Things,
Ronan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marc Almond,
Skriet,
Subhumans,
Easy Going,
Saccharine Trust,
Smog,
The Leaves,
PIL,
Outsiders,
Soft Machine,
Neil Young,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kurtis Blow,
Popol Vuh,
Surgeon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faust,
Second Layer,
Cybotron,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gories,
Sex Pistols,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Christie,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Barry Ungar,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fall,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fugs,
Juan Atkins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gong,
Jeff Lynne,
Porter Ricks,
Flipper,
Janne Schatter,
The Slackers,
The Busters,
Henry Cow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sam Rivers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barrington Levy,
Adolescents,
Main Source,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.