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 Belarus and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rock 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonic Youth,
Whodini,
Erykah Badu,
Mantronix,
Deakin,
Jandek,
Janne Schatter,
a-ha,
Althea and Donna,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doors,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Slits,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rufus Thomas,
Oblivians,
The Happenings,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jerry's Kids,
Minor Threat,
Scientists,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The American Breed,
Lungfish,
Lou Christie,
Graham Central Station,
Fela Kuti,
Sun City Girls,
The Standells,
Crooked Eye,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
F. McDonald,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Sonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Finger,
Lyres,
Donald Byrd,
Gerry Rafferty,
Severed Heads,
Ultravox,
The Human League,
Nirvana,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy Collins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Heaven 17,
the Swans,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.