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 Guyana and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lebanon Hanover to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro 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 oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
New York Dolls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Faraquet,
Jawbox,
Scion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Essential Logic,
cv313,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Fad Gadget,
Intrusion,
Cybotron,
Harmonia,
Brass Construction,
Flipper,
the Normal,
Oneida,
Gang Green,
Gang of Four,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fugs,
Qualms,
The J.B.'s,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deadbeat,
Jacob Miller,
New Order,
Janne Schatter,
E-Dancer,
Vainqueur,
The Trojans,
Technova,
The Birthday Party,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
Lakeside,
Wings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Zeros,
The Cure,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Johnny Clarke,
Leonard Cohen,
Crispy Ambulance,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Mills,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Guru Guru,
Sun Ra,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.