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 Sudan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Wolf Eyes to the electroclash 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar 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 rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Cymande,
Babytalk,
Masters at Work,
H. Thieme,
Joyce Sims,
David Axelrod,
The Sonics,
Fifty Foot Hose,
OOIOO,
E-Dancer,
Althea and Donna,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Duran Duran,
The Zeros,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker,
48th St. Collective,
Talk Talk,
Ossler,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
Theoretical Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ken Boothe,
Cal Tjader,
Camouflage,
Johnny Clarke,
Drexciya,
Radiopuhelimet,
Letta Mbulu,
The Doors,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerrie Biddell,
Howard Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rekid,
June of 44,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantaleimon,
The Real Kids,
Ronan,
Colin Newman,
The Mojo Men,
Von Mondo,
Alison Limerick,
Rosa Yemen,
Agitation Free,
Clear Light,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jesper Dahlback,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric Dolphy,
Television,
The Electric Prunes,
Au Pairs,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.