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 Germany and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 John Coltrane to the grime 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Massinfluence,
Nik Kershaw,
Blake Baxter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wire,
La Düsseldorf,
Bad Manners,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Move,
Chris & Cosey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skarface,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
B.T. Express,
Negative Approach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aural Exciters,
Boz Scaggs,
Joensuu 1685,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erykah Badu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Clarke,
Rotary Connection,
Von Mondo,
Fluxion,
L. Decosne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pere Ubu,
Khruangbin,
kango's stein massive,
David McCallum,
The Moody Blues,
Nico,
Ituana,
MC5,
Gil Scott Heron,
Silicon Teens,
Rites of Spring,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Goldenarms,
ABBA,
The Slits,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Mills,
Grauzone,
The Remains,
The Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Jacques Brel,
Tropical Tobacco,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Royal Trux,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dorothy Ashby,
Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
Shoche,
The Real Kids,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.