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 Colombia and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Jacques Brel to the rock 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Andrew Hill,
Pylon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Walker Brothers,
Shoche,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Byrd,
Adolescents,
The Fugs,
Liliput,
Goldenarms,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tears for Fears,
Crash Course in Science,
Nils Olav,
The Moody Blues,
Thee Headcoats,
DJ Style,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dave Gahan,
Depeche Mode,
Subhumans,
Marmalade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Moleskins,
Rotary Connection,
Blancmange,
Flipper,
Robert Hood,
Joe Finger,
One Last Wish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Funky Four + One,
Lucky Dragons,
Trumans Water,
Magazine,
Scion,
Minny Pops,
Kerri Chandler,
Intrusion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gun Club,
Scientists,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kerrie Biddell,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-102,
New Order,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Supertramp,
Jacques Brel,
Brothers Johnson,
Ossler,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker,
R.M.O.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.