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 Honduras and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Real Kids to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ 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 snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Ohio Players,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Enemy,
Hot Snakes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mandrill,
Make Up,
Joensuu 1685,
Sixth Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
The Five Americans,
Urselle,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Soft Cell,
Skriet,
Mars,
E-Dancer,
The Shadows of Knight,
Danielle Patucci,
Juan Atkins,
Qualms,
Skarface,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James White and The Blacks,
The American Breed,
Masters at Work,
Lightning Bolt,
Supertramp,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ice-T,
Junior Murvin,
The Busters,
Ornette Coleman,
Eddi Front,
Tomorrow,
The Remains,
The Smiths,
the Normal,
Ponytail,
Jerry's Kids,
Brick,
Fluxion,
Slave,
the Germs,
The Barracudas,
Procol Harum,
Heaven 17,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxy Music,
Radiohead,
Yellowson,
EPMD,
Talk Talk,
Whodini,
Minnie Riperton,
Faraquet,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.