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 Norway and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Drexciya to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Gichy Dan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Parry Music,
Curtis Mayfield,
Outsiders,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cure,
The Offenders,
Jacob Miller,
Audionom,
Yusef Lateef,
Drexciya,
Funkadelic,
Judy Mowatt,
Absolute Body Control,
Slick Rick,
Janne Schatter,
Joey Negro,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
New Order,
Arthur Verocai,
Arab on Radar,
Altered Images,
Pierre Henry,
The Leaves,
Tubeway Army,
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Wyatt,
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hasil Adkins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Human League,
a-ha,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Don Cherry,
One Last Wish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fear,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Monks,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
Cheater Slicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Smiths,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Associates,
The Dirtbombs,
Banda Bassotti,
Tears for Fears,
Soulsonic Force,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Stooges,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.