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 Spain and from Manchester.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 T.S.O.L. to the grime 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum 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 a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Zero Boys,
Aswad,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Underground Resistance,
Livin' Joy,
Morten Harket,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
Eddi Front,
Lungfish,
Marvin Gaye,
X-102,
The Fire Engines,
Delon & Dalcan,
10cc,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Görl,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sparks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cramps,
Kaleidoscope,
Isaac Hayes,
Dead Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
John Coltrane,
Nico,
FM Einheit,
The Martian,
The Selecter,
OOIOO,
Flash Fearless,
Marmalade,
Black Sheep,
The Zeros,
Skaos,
Talk Talk,
Vainqueur,
Dawn Penn,
Agent Orange,
Sam Rivers,
Anthony Braxton,
Davy DMX,
Agitation Free,
Gong,
Rites of Spring,
8 Eyed Spy,
Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pierre Henry,
Hot Snakes,
The Grass Roots,
Shoche,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rod Modell,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.