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 Australia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Wake to the crunk 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a sitar 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 a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fluxion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Motorama,
Neil Young,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aaron Thompson,
Absolute Body Control,
Graham Central Station,
Deakin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lakeside,
Jawbox,
Faust,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Todd Rundgren,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Outsiders,
The Residents,
The Invisible,
the Soft Cell,
Vladislav Delay,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
KRS-One,
Roy Ayers,
Supertramp,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sarah Menescal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
kango's stein massive,
Aswad,
Pylon,
The Toasters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mojo Men,
Banda Bassotti,
Colin Newman,
Liliput,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick Morgan,
Basic Channel,
D'Angelo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hashim,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lebanon Hanover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
MDC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yazoo,
Subhumans,
Mad Mike,
Electric Prunes,
Thompson Twins,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.