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 Tanzania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suicide record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Sex Pistols,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minny Pops,
Joe Finger,
10cc,
Television,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Five Americans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
PIL,
Unrelated Segments,
Monolake,
Chris & Cosey,
Oblivians,
Agitation Free,
Sandy B,
Al Stewart,
Porter Ricks,
Erasure,
Neil Young,
Rotary Connection,
Joy Division,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Stooges,
Nick Fraelich,
Lee Hazlewood,
Audionom,
Scion,
Robert Görl,
The Barracudas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
X-102,
Lou Christie,
Moss Icon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brass Construction,
DNA,
Crooked Eye,
Rapeman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
JFA,
The Fortunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Fluxion,
The Knickerbockers,
Japan,
The Index,
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
Faust,
Second Layer,
The Smiths,
Brick,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.