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 San Marino and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wire to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Velvet Underground,
Ronan,
Japan,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Foxx,
Royal Trux,
Steve Hackett,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moleskins,
Trumans Water,
Al Stewart,
Mark Hollis,
DNA,
Jeff Mills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul II Soul,
Guru Guru,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Fraelich,
The Angels of Light,
Henry Cow,
Flipper,
Reuben Wilson,
In Retrospect,
World's Most,
Anakelly,
Nas,
Warren Ellis,
Dead Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Index,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Niagra,
Cybotron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erykah Badu,
Television Personalities,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Second Layer,
Agent Orange,
Ultimate Spinach,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobby Sherman,
Symarip,
Cheater Slicks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smoke,
Lalann,
MDC,
Spoonie Gee,
Blancmange,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Grass Roots,
Cymande,
Ronnie Foster,
Rufus Thomas,
The Slits,
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.