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 Peru and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Erasure to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Junior Murvin,
Shuggie Otis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scratch Acid,
Black Flag,
Outsiders,
Sonic Youth,
Severed Heads,
LL Cool J,
Boogie Down Productions,
Unwound,
Bobby Sherman,
the Germs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mark Hollis,
Silicon Teens,
Symarip,
Scientists,
The Index,
Amon Düül II,
Saccharine Trust,
Agent Orange,
Stockholm Monsters,
Quando Quango,
Liliput,
Sparks,
Bluetip,
the Association,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
Echospace,
the Swans,
Pole,
Fad Gadget,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Lakeside,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Stiv Bators,
Maleditus Sound,
The Litter,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Metal Thangz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Angels of Light,
Connie Case,
Franke,
Nils Olav,
The Slackers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.