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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Crooked Eye,
Patti Smith,
Suicide,
Zapp,
Young Marble Giants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Vogues,
Chris & Cosey,
Aaron Thompson,
Flash Fearless,
Eddi Front,
Sarah Menescal,
Mr. Review,
Essential Logic,
Ohio Players,
LL Cool J,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gap Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minutemen,
Gang of Four,
Wasted Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mad Mike,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fuzztones,
The Moleskins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Animal Collective,
Shoche,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
Dave Gahan,
the Slits,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Cale,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Maurizio,
John Lydon,
Byron Stingily,
The Wake,
Newcleus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pole,
MC5,
Sister Nancy,
Erasure,
Bill Near,
Trumans Water,
Von Mondo,
Bizarre Inc.,
F. McDonald,
Bootsy Collins,
One Last Wish,
Monolake,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.