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 Liechtenstein and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Livin' Joy to the electroclash 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Sexual Harrassment,
A Certain Ratio,
Monks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skarface,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
Rhythm & Sound,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
The Last Poets,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Residents,
Kas Product,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Albert Ayler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
John Coltrane,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dave Gahan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dirtbombs,
Fatback Band,
Ossler,
Roxette,
Erasure,
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
Amazonics,
Negative Approach,
Warsaw,
Shoche,
Aloha Tigers,
Babytalk,
The Move,
Bronski Beat,
Cybotron,
Glenn Branca,
Technova,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Derrick Morgan,
Joey Negro,
Gabor Szabo,
Lalann,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Pretty Things,
Chris Corsano,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cramps,
Man Parrish,
The Offenders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.