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 Sweden and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nation of Ulysses to the punk 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bad Manners,
Sister Nancy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Q65,
Graham Central Station,
Newcleus,
Groovy Waters,
UT,
The Wake,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacques Brel,
Qualms,
Moby Grape,
The Divine Comedy,
Shoche,
Frankie Knuckles,
Agitation Free,
The Slackers,
Peter and Kerry,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
Con Funk Shun,
The Residents,
Stiv Bators,
Japan,
Judy Mowatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Stooges,
Ronan,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
The Gun Club,
Intrusion,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
In Retrospect,
Excepter,
Visage,
Grauzone,
Khruangbin,
Half Japanese,
The Monks,
Smog,
Thee Headcoats,
Masters at Work,
Bang On A Can,
The Young Rascals,
Laurel Aitken,
Gabor Szabo,
Pere Ubu,
The Star Department,
Eli Mardock,
Juan Atkins,
Banda Bassotti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
China Crisis,
The Toasters,
Sparks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.