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 Latvia and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes 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 snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
The Pretty Things,
The Wake,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ponytail,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
cv313,
Tom Boy,
Iggy Pop,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Last Poets,
Toni Rubio,
The Litter,
Stiv Bators,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Au Pairs,
The Associates,
Bobby Womack,
10cc,
Bootsy Collins,
Malaria!,
Skaos,
Al Stewart,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Wolf Eyes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scientists,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reagan Youth,
Pagans,
Altered Images,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marmalade,
Susan Cadogan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Slick Rick,
Niagra,
Lou Reed,
Neil Young,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mission of Burma,
Minutemen,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Move,
Lakeside,
Lindisfarne,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
kango's stein massive,
Tropical Tobacco,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Rod Modell,
The Saints,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.