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 Tajikistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Q65 to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
The Monochrome Set,
The Invisible,
Joe Smooth,
Stiv Bators,
Jeru the Damaja,
In Retrospect,
Deepchord,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ice-T,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nik Kershaw,
Yusef Lateef,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pussy Galore,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quadrant,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Underground Resistance,
Depeche Mode,
Youth Brigade,
Laurel Aitken,
Cybotron,
T.S.O.L.,
Aaron Thompson,
Mantronix,
The Grass Roots,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Dirtbombs,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
The Kinks,
Can,
Procol Harum,
Sonic Youth,
Ituana,
Alton Ellis,
Alison Limerick,
Nirvana,
X-Ray Spex,
Section 25,
Kurtis Blow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jacob Miller,
Lalann,
Danielle Patucci,
Unwound,
The Zeros,
The Divine Comedy,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott Heron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grey Daturas,
Neu!,
Freddie Wadling,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.