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 Mauritania and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Matthew Bourne to the electroclash 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Terry,
E-Dancer,
The Techniques,
Althea and Donna,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Residents,
Glenn Branca,
Reagan Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Michelle Simonal,
Depeche Mode,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Bar-Kays,
Lebanon Hanover,
Negative Approach,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ten City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Audionom,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Albert Ayler,
Quando Quango,
Max Romeo,
Royal Trux,
Deepchord,
Arcadia,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
Amon Düül II,
Grauzone,
Public Enemy,
Liliput,
MDC,
Wasted Youth,
Pulsallama,
Reuben Wilson,
Hashim,
The Names,
Gang Green,
Marshall Jefferson,
Das Ding,
Curtis Mayfield,
Altered Images,
Zero Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alison Limerick,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Mills,
Quadrant,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
Bauhaus,
the Normal,
The Blackbyrds,
Severed Heads,
Scan 7,
Outsiders,
Subhumans,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.