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 Belgium and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sam Rivers to the grime 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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Khruangbin,
Q and Not U,
Michelle Simonal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick May,
Crispian St. Peters,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
Loose Ends,
Arab on Radar,
Bob Dylan,
Nick Fraelich,
These Immortal Souls,
Neil Young,
Faust,
Tears for Fears,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare,
The Trojans,
Lakeside,
DJ Style,
Qualms,
Bobby Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fall,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amazonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Scrapy,
The American Breed,
Eli Mardock,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Techniques,
Eurythmics,
The Durutti Column,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Negative Approach,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Charles Mingus,
Al Stewart,
Sixth Finger,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cameo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smoke,
New York Dolls,
Spoonie Gee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soul II Soul,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.