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 Dominican Republic and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends 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?
E-Dancer,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Cowsills,
The Kinks,
ABBA,
Flipper,
The Gladiators,
Crash Course in Science,
John Lydon,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Grass Roots,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Holt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker,
Icehouse,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thompson Twins,
Patti Smith,
Hashim,
Johnny Clarke,
Radio Birdman,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reuben Wilson,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythm & Sound,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skarface,
Pantytec,
Grey Daturas,
Barrington Levy,
X-101,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Public Image Ltd.,
L. Decosne,
Tom Boy,
Lucky Dragons,
Rotary Connection,
Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Magazine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris Corsano,
Television Personalities,
Crispian St. Peters,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonic Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
a-ha,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Mandrill,
Metal Thangz,
The Golliwogs,
Isaac Hayes,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.