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 Haiti and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 David Bowie 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 Matthew Halsall to the jazz 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord 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 oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Dennis Brown,
Tim Buckley,
Essential Logic,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moebius,
Sun Ra,
Yellowson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reuben Wilson,
Danielle Patucci,
Smog,
Barbara Tucker,
The Buckinghams,
Bill Wells,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sugar Minott,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang Starr,
The Fuzztones,
The Divine Comedy,
Rapeman,
Robert Hood,
June of 44,
Faust,
Alison Limerick,
The Residents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monks,
The Five Americans,
Desert Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Funkadelic,
Eden Ahbez,
Silicon Teens,
the Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television Personalities,
DJ Style,
Absolute Body Control,
Roy Ayers,
Gang Green,
Chris Corsano,
Erasure,
EPMD,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Iggy Pop,
The Doobie Brothers,
Anthony Braxton,
Gregory Isaacs,
Suicide,
Hoover,
Pierre Henry,
Das Ding,
Lower 48,
James White and The Blacks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.