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 Sudan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Soulsonic Force to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Nick Fraelich,
Yaz,
Patti Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cybotron,
KRS-One,
Talk Talk,
Suburban Knight,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roxy Music,
Derrick May,
Cameo,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Hood,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Sonics,
Sight & Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
Chris Corsano,
Rekid,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barry Ungar,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crispian St. Peters,
Average White Band,
Skarface,
Malaria!,
Metal Thangz,
the Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
DJ Sneak,
Quando Quango,
Intrusion,
Goldenarms,
Basic Channel,
Underground Resistance,
The American Breed,
Minutemen,
Junior Murvin,
Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Simply Red,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
EPMD,
Michelle Simonal,
The Electric Prunes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronnie Foster,
The Modern Lovers,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.