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 Malawi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Hardrive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mission of Burma,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
The Fugs,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kaleidoscope,
Lakeside,
China Crisis,
Swans,
Moebius,
New Order,
Newcleus,
The Seeds,
Loose Ends,
Television Personalities,
The Human League,
The Smiths,
E-Dancer,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Velvet Underground,
B.T. Express,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
Shuggie Otis,
Suicide,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June of 44,
Erasure,
Carl Craig,
The Real Kids,
Monks,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skriet,
Panda Bear,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Leaves,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fad Gadget,
Radiohead,
The Barracudas,
One Last Wish,
Aural Exciters,
Junior Murvin,
Dark Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.