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 Venezuela and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joe Smooth to the rock 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord 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 sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ornette Coleman,
Hardrive,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jacques Brel,
Slick Rick,
Eric B and Rakim,
Harmonia,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sight & Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Adolescents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mandrill,
Faraquet,
Blossom Toes,
Morten Harket,
Clear Light,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Howard Jones,
Model 500,
Porter Ricks,
Jacob Miller,
Bluetip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
JFA,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stetsasonic,
The Human League,
Ten City,
Shoche,
Visage,
Crooked Eye,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aaron Thompson,
David McCallum,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Near,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Sheep,
Saccharine Trust,
Donald Byrd,
The Fugs,
Hashim,
Public Enemy,
Roger Hodgson,
Ken Boothe,
The Gap Band,
Jandek,
Unwound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Reuben Wilson,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.