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 Sri Lanka 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Electric Prunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
The Zeros,
Lucky Dragons,
kango's stein massive,
It's A Beautiful Day,
In Retrospect,
Fatback Band,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Patti Smith,
Metal Thangz,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pretty Things,
Easy Going,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Gun Club,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Procol Harum,
Technova,
The Vogues,
Soul II Soul,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Fraelich,
Infiniti,
Khruangbin,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sällskapet,
Oblivians,
Moss Icon,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Remains,
Pylon,
Faraquet,
Camberwell Now,
Little Man,
Sam Rivers,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gabor Szabo,
Desert Stars,
Josef K,
The Kinks,
Agent Orange,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lower 48,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kas Product,
Warren Ellis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.