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 Kazakhstan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 the Astoria.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The J.B.'s,
The Cramps,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minny Pops,
Patti Smith,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ronan,
Skarface,
Kayak,
Sixth Finger,
Average White Band,
New Age Steppers,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Lynne,
Masters at Work,
Minutemen,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drexciya,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eric B and Rakim,
Audionom,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ronnie Foster,
Gichy Dan,
The Sonics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Sonics,
One Last Wish,
Tom Boy,
Lalann,
Cal Tjader,
The Busters,
The Last Poets,
Black Sheep,
The Angels of Light,
The Five Americans,
Television Personalities,
Basic Channel,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare,
The Moleskins,
Godley & Creme,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bronski Beat,
D'Angelo,
The Toasters,
Cheater Slicks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nils Olav,
The Wake,
Reagan Youth,
Barclay James Harvest,
T.S.O.L.,
The Tremeloes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.