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 Austria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Evens to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe 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 harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The United States of America,
Man Parrish,
the Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Letta Mbulu,
Aaron Thompson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bush Tetras,
The Mojo Men,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pylon,
The Modern Lovers,
The Stooges,
Kerri Chandler,
Deepchord,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Sheep,
Lucky Dragons,
The Electric Prunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Christie,
The Doors,
Pantaleimon,
The Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantytec,
Popol Vuh,
The Black Dice,
AZ,
Country Teasers,
The Blackbyrds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy Collins,
Maurizio,
Sonic Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
Alice Coltrane,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun City Girls,
UT,
Bizarre Inc.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Juan Atkins,
Goldenarms,
Albert Ayler,
June Days,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.