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 Israel and from Taipei.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Glambeats Corp. to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 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 arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
LL Cool J,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Howard Jones,
The Golliwogs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bush Tetras,
Organ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mr. Review,
Amon Düül,
Isaac Hayes,
Swans,
Harmonia,
June Days,
Joe Smooth,
Eden Ahbez,
The Real Kids,
Toni Rubio,
Fat Boys,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young,
Soft Machine,
Drexciya,
Yazoo,
Unwound,
Minor Threat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Magma,
Adolescents,
Japan,
Wings,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Remains,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The New Christs,
Avey Tare,
Mandrill,
Sexual Harrassment,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lakeside,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Davy DMX,
Popol Vuh,
Stetsasonic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
June of 44,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Procol Harum,
The Young Rascals,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Sherman,
The Vogues,
Bill Wells,
Grandmaster Flash,
Anakelly,
Q and Not U,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cowsills,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.