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 Korea South and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the punk 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Monks,
The Techniques,
Hashim,
CMW,
The Toasters,
Faraquet,
Sparks,
Radio Birdman,
Bill Near,
The Barracudas,
Depeche Mode,
Thompson Twins,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass,
John Lydon,
Can,
The Vogues,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television Personalities,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Interpol,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fela Kuti,
Gang Green,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang of Four,
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül II,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joensuu 1685,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kayak,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
H. Thieme,
Flipper,
Arcadia,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens,
Roy Ayers,
Rosa Yemen,
Joyce Sims,
Scott Walker,
John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Mr. Review,
Kas Product,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pretty Things,
Deakin,
Yazoo,
Scan 7,
Donny Hathaway,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.