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 Malawi and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pole 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet 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 oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Hardrive,
Spandau Ballet,
D'Angelo,
The Remains,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Metal Thangz,
Whodini,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Arab on Radar,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alton Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fugazi,
Yazoo,
One Last Wish,
The Cure,
The Tremeloes,
The Residents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Selecter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vainqueur,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sound Behaviour,
Agitation Free,
Duran Duran,
Inner City,
Pagans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Joyce Sims,
The Five Americans,
Moebius,
UT,
Hoover,
The Beau Brummels,
Gregory Isaacs,
Josef K,
Brothers Johnson,
Ituana,
New Order,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Procol Harum,
Roger Hodgson,
Half Japanese,
Janne Schatter,
Sarah Menescal,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smoke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camouflage,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.