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 Laos and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Reuben Wilson to the punk 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Index,
Unrelated Segments,
The Motions,
Japan,
Marvin Gaye,
Icehouse,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Metal Thangz,
David McCallum,
Quantec,
Tres Demented,
Sam Rivers,
Susan Cadogan,
Faust,
Eli Mardock,
the Soft Cell,
Matthew Bourne,
One Last Wish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Electric Prunes,
Interpol,
Pole,
Blossom Toes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terry Callier,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter & Gordon,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zapp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Guru Guru,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
The Residents,
Curtis Mayfield,
Steve Hackett,
The Vogues,
Sex Pistols,
Josef K,
Lalann,
Qualms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fat Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Smog,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aloha Tigers,
Patti Smith,
Dave Gahan,
The Smoke,
Marine Girls,
David Bowie,
Liliput,
Sexual Harrassment,
Loose Ends,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.