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 Austria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Agitation Free to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator 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 snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Underground Resistance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
David Bowie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Todd Terry,
The Selecter,
Roy Ayers,
Soft Cell,
Davy DMX,
John Cale,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Model 500,
Scientists,
The Golliwogs,
Y Pants,
Blossom Toes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Matthew Bourne,
Hashim,
The Trojans,
10cc,
Graham Central Station,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
Severed Heads,
Rites of Spring,
Joy Division,
Peter and Kerry,
The Standells,
Cal Tjader,
Kenny Larkin,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mad Mike,
Gang of Four,
Groovy Waters,
Sight & Sound,
Von Mondo,
The Evens,
The Slits,
Mo-Dettes,
Crime,
the Association,
F. McDonald,
The J.B.'s,
Mary Jane Girls,
Amon Düül,
Patti Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
Erykah Badu,
James White and The Blacks,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.