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 Luxembourg and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Blake Baxter to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Tres Demented,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bob Dylan,
Drive Like Jehu,
T.S.O.L.,
Suburban Knight,
Panda Bear,
Reuben Wilson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roy Ayers,
Mo-Dettes,
Delta 5,
Lalo Schifrin,
James White and The Blacks,
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
Charles Mingus,
John Lydon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Massinfluence,
Country Teasers,
The Cramps,
Guru Guru,
Danielle Patucci,
Yellowson,
The Standells,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dennis Brown,
Kaleidoscope,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
48th St. Collective,
Mars,
Cameo,
Moebius,
Agent Orange,
Sun City Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultra Naté,
Thee Headcoats,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Flipper,
Von Mondo,
Royal Trux,
The Index,
Flamin' Groovies,
David Bowie,
Quando Quango,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Laurel Aitken,
Chris & Cosey,
Average White Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Zapp,
Gang Starr,
Shoche,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes,
Ludus,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.