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 Andorra and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 The Martian to the punk 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Trojans,
E-Dancer,
Deadbeat,
Interpol,
Cecil Taylor,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
Unrelated Segments,
Anthony Braxton,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yusef Lateef,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joensuu 1685,
Average White Band,
X-101,
Kurtis Blow,
The Motions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jacob Miller,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lightning Bolt,
Animal Collective,
Youth Brigade,
The Mojo Men,
Whodini,
Depeche Mode,
Max Romeo,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Happenings,
Rekid,
Brothers Johnson,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül II,
The Index,
Joy Division,
Kayak,
Essential Logic,
The Sound,
Henry Cow,
The Names,
World's Most,
Das Ding,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wasted Youth,
Drive Like Jehu,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.