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 Moldova and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Neil Young 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro 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 harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Quadrant,
Metal Thangz,
The United States of America,
Deepchord,
Stetsasonic,
Tres Demented,
Matthew Halsall,
Minny Pops,
Sam Rivers,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Archie Shepp,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grauzone,
The Fall,
Derrick May,
Saccharine Trust,
Tomorrow,
Prince Buster,
Khruangbin,
Piero Umiliani,
Trumans Water,
The Fugs,
Accadde A,
Judy Mowatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Aloha Tigers,
Warsaw,
The Zeros,
Ten City,
The Index,
Iggy Pop,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Bill Near,
Anthony Braxton,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Juan Atkins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joensuu 1685,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
One Last Wish,
Don Cherry,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dave Gahan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donald Byrd,
the Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wings,
Japan,
Radiohead,
The J.B.'s,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.