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 Panama and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Charles Mingus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a guitar 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 organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Kas Product,
MDC,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Archie Shepp,
Zapp,
Alison Limerick,
Audionom,
Adolescents,
Wally Richardson,
a-ha,
Shuggie Otis,
Boz Scaggs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nick Fraelich,
Subhumans,
Ronan,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
Agitation Free,
Symarip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harry Pussy,
Massinfluence,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gories,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Doobie Brothers,
PIL,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rites of Spring,
Davy DMX,
Hoover,
Das Ding,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
Royal Trux,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soft Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Alice Coltrane,
Robert Hood,
Danielle Patucci,
Faraquet,
Man Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Slave,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sugar Minott,
Sixth Finger,
Lakeside,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.