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 Turkey and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dead Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar 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 an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Circle Jerks,
Magma,
Lalann,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Schoolly D,
Camberwell Now,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sound,
Audionom,
The Monks,
The Knickerbockers,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Archie Shepp,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mr. Review,
Wolf Eyes,
Bush Tetras,
Curtis Mayfield,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
The Moody Blues,
The Buckinghams,
AZ,
Maurizio,
Saccharine Trust,
Idris Muhammad,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monks,
Black Moon,
Byron Stingily,
cv313,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Germs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scion,
June Days,
Sister Nancy,
La Düsseldorf,
Eurythmics,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blake Baxter,
Angry Samoans,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
Easy Going,
Visage,
In Retrospect,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.