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 Qatar and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Magma to the electroclash 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
The Trojans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Happenings,
The Pretty Things,
James Chance & The Contortions,
F. McDonald,
Con Funk Shun,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gladiators,
Prince Buster,
Kurtis Blow,
Quadrant,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ponytail,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Wyatt,
Intrusion,
Tom Boy,
Lucky Dragons,
Glenn Branca,
Monks,
Dawn Penn,
Q65,
Tommy Roe,
The Cramps,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alison Limerick,
The Birthday Party,
Patti Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pylon,
The Gap Band,
Blancmange,
The Real Kids,
The Zeros,
Erykah Badu,
Altered Images,
Pulsallama,
Fatback Band,
Joy Division,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Funky Four + One,
Ultra Naté,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Unrelated Segments,
Tomorrow,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kaleidoscope,
Sister Nancy,
The Fugs,
Heaven 17,
Deakin,
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Hill,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.