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 Portugal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
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,
Boogie Down Productions,
Godley & Creme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hot Snakes,
Eric Dolphy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ralphi Rosario,
OOIOO,
Cal Tjader,
Q and Not U,
Sun Ra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Michelle Simonal,
Severed Heads,
DNA,
Kaleidoscope,
Fatback Band,
Eden Ahbez,
John Cale,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Warren Ellis,
Gabor Szabo,
Barbara Tucker,
The Blackbyrds,
The Smoke,
Stetsasonic,
The Golliwogs,
The Wake,
Lucky Dragons,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Faust,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cramps,
Yazoo,
The Music Machine,
Fad Gadget,
Boredoms,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kurtis Blow,
Toni Rubio,
Skriet,
Zapp,
A Certain Ratio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Newcleus,
Delta 5,
Groovy Waters,
The Litter,
Agitation Free,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare,
Minutemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Motions,
Von Mondo,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.