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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Alton Ellis to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron 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 synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fela Kuti,
Laurel Aitken,
Howard Jones,
Bush Tetras,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Move,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Bourne,
Loose Ends,
Suicide,
the Sonics,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monks,
Brick,
The Dirtbombs,
Altered Images,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Litter,
Soulsonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Shuggie Otis,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Smooth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terry Callier,
Alison Limerick,
Maurizio,
Sun Ra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gang Starr,
Jandek,
Minor Threat,
Country Teasers,
John Coltrane,
the Fania All-Stars,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Associates,
Marine Girls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pierre Henry,
Underground Resistance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Toasters,
Joyce Sims,
Half Japanese,
Monolake,
The Doors,
Gil Scott Heron,
Metal Thangz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Main Source,
Johnny Clarke,
John Lydon,
the Bar-Kays,
Aswad,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.