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 China and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin 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 Audionom to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe 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 sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Germs,
Youth Brigade,
The Evens,
Babytalk,
Joe Finger,
Little Man,
The Star Department,
Animal Collective,
Livin' Joy,
Eve St. Jones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Selecter,
David Axelrod,
Sam Rivers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agitation Free,
Flamin' Groovies,
Groovy Waters,
Bauhaus,
Sound Behaviour,
the Soft Cell,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
Roy Ayers,
Albert Ayler,
Bob Dylan,
Zapp,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Chris Corsano,
Scan 7,
Al Stewart,
Whodini,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
The Kinks,
Marvin Gaye,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
This Heat,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marc Almond,
Absolute Body Control,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Audionom,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bill Near,
Silicon Teens,
Black Bananas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare,
Angry Samoans,
Mantronix,
DNA,
Todd Terry,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.