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 Liberia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Dead Boys to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Evens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jacques Brel,
Scientists,
Camberwell Now,
Boredoms,
Jeff Mills,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wire,
Patti Smith,
Freddie Wadling,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liliput,
Scrapy,
Section 25,
The Fire Engines,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cowsills,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Görl,
Hardrive,
David Bowie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Starr,
Glenn Branca,
The Selecter,
Los Fastidios,
Magazine,
Nick Fraelich,
This Heat,
John Lydon,
The Blackbyrds,
Ponytail,
Angry Samoans,
Prince Buster,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fortunes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monolake,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cal Tjader,
The Fall,
Vainqueur,
The Motions,
Brass Construction,
Mr. Review,
The Birthday Party,
Pulsallama,
Matthew Bourne,
X-102,
The Kinks,
Minutemen,
Wings,
Kool Moe Dee,
Q65,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.