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 Monaco and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Copenhagen.
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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Neon Judgement to the dance 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet 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 spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Spoonie Gee,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jawbox,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gladiators,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Motions,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
Junior Murvin,
Dennis Brown,
Joensuu 1685,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Germs,
Hoover,
Soulsonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Q65,
Half Japanese,
Fear,
Amon Düül II,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Silicon Teens,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gun Club,
Nirvana,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Residents,
LL Cool J,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Iggy Pop,
John Holt,
Pagans,
David McCallum,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Newcleus,
Hashim,
Make Up,
Bush Tetras,
A Certain Ratio,
The Birthday Party,
Angry Samoans,
Fela Kuti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joy Division,
Magma,
Organ,
the Slits,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.