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 Ireland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 John Foxx to the grime 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
JFA,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
Mars,
Aloha Tigers,
Main Source,
Sandy B,
Intrusion,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Offenders,
Swell Maps,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
Duran Duran,
Deakin,
Sällskapet,
H. Thieme,
Loose Ends,
Sixth Finger,
The Moody Blues,
Derrick Morgan,
Vainqueur,
Clear Light,
Ultra Naté,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Black Flag,
World's Most,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Parry Music,
Nico,
L. Decosne,
Smog,
Make Up,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Arab on Radar,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eve St. Jones,
Adolescents,
Kerri Chandler,
Crash Course in Science,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pylon,
The Divine Comedy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lower 48,
Amon Düül,
Glenn Branca,
The Busters,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-101,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Japan,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.