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 Georgia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the grime 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '70s.
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 marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Soul Sonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gichy Dan,
Fat Boys,
Symarip,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Invisible,
Neil Young,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Grey Daturas,
Ultra Naté,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tres Demented,
Television,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scan 7,
The Cure,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minutemen,
The Music Machine,
Minny Pops,
Gang Starr,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cluster,
Oneida,
Althea and Donna,
Accadde A,
The Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Technova,
Severed Heads,
PIL,
Outsiders,
The Golliwogs,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
Deepchord,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skarface,
Barclay James Harvest,
CMW,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.