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 Norway and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Standells,
Metal Thangz,
Sonic Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slackers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
The J.B.'s,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television Personalities,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Wings,
Goldenarms,
Pussy Galore,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free,
The Last Poets,
Drexciya,
Patti Smith,
Negative Approach,
Agent Orange,
Alton Ellis,
Easy Going,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Essential Logic,
Soul II Soul,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
June Days,
Chrome,
Can,
Surgeon,
X-102,
Erykah Badu,
Black Sheep,
Visage,
New Age Steppers,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Happenings,
Judy Mowatt,
Sixth Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
KRS-One,
MC5,
Chris & Cosey,
X-Ray Spex,
Bob Dylan,
Scan 7,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blossom Toes,
Blake Baxter,
Erasure,
Ohio Players,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.