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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drexciya to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Cameo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ralphi Rosario,
Heaven 17,
Ornette Coleman,
Banda Bassotti,
kango's stein massive,
Tears for Fears,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Absolute Body Control,
Liliput,
Scan 7,
Chris & Cosey,
Index,
KRS-One,
Y Pants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Desert Stars,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Womack,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suicide,
David Axelrod,
Quantec,
Josef K,
Soul II Soul,
The Black Dice,
T.S.O.L.,
Nick Fraelich,
Infiniti,
Quadrant,
Man Parrish,
Thee Headcoats,
Althea and Donna,
Kayak,
X-Ray Spex,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
The Count Five,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
John Lydon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vainqueur,
Audionom,
Scientists,
Roxy Music,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
H. Thieme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pole,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
MC5,
Scott Walker,
Flash Fearless,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.