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 Mali and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gichy Dan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a guitar 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 theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Cale,
The Dave Clark Five,
Juan Atkins,
Warren Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Television Personalities,
Barrington Levy,
Steve Hackett,
Camouflage,
The Kinks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scratch Acid,
Rotary Connection,
Yazoo,
Oblivians,
cv313,
The Sound,
Motorama,
Carl Craig,
Marmalade,
Eric Copeland,
Lyres,
Man Eating Sloth,
Siglo XX,
Slick Rick,
Blancmange,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
The Divine Comedy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Bananas,
Pagans,
The Birthday Party,
Swell Maps,
Bauhaus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New York Dolls,
Black Sheep,
CMW,
Swans,
The Smoke,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Machine,
Sam Rivers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minutemen,
Slave,
Freddie Wadling,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cure,
In Retrospect,
Porter Ricks,
John Lydon,
Rites of Spring,
Quando Quango,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.