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 Azerbaijan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Invisible to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 synthesizer 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 guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
The Doors,
Sound Behaviour,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Buckinghams,
the Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wasted Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Don Cherry,
Suicide,
Spoonie Gee,
Yazoo,
Second Layer,
the Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Unwound,
Severed Heads,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crime,
Dead Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Royal Trux,
The Count Five,
Motorama,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barbara Tucker,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
Fluxion,
Davy DMX,
Ponytail,
These Immortal Souls,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lucky Dragons,
The American Breed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Absolute Body Control,
JFA,
Lou Christie,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter and Kerry,
Slick Rick,
Oneida,
One Last Wish,
The Cramps,
Mo-Dettes,
48th St. Collective,
Groovy Waters,
The Gories,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
Hardrive,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Real Kids,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.