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 Tanzania and from London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 Durutti Column to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Livin' Joy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Maurizio,
JFA,
LL Cool J,
Schoolly D,
Parry Music,
Scan 7,
Model 500,
Fugazi,
Soulsonic Force,
Junior Murvin,
John Foxx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Trumans Water,
One Last Wish,
Jerry's Kids,
The Busters,
Eli Mardock,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grauzone,
Marc Almond,
Colin Newman,
Gabor Szabo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Television Personalities,
The Saints,
Severed Heads,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Adolescents,
Tubeway Army,
Los Fastidios,
Visage,
David McCallum,
Surgeon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
Spandau Ballet,
Aaron Thompson,
The Raincoats,
Essential Logic,
Drexciya,
The Associates,
Dawn Penn,
The Vogues,
The American Breed,
Zero Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Oneida,
The Doors,
The Standells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Lydon,
Reagan Youth,
The Smoke,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.