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 Australia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Deepchord to the jazz 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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,
Skarface,
Donny Hathaway,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Tremeloes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glenn Branca,
Young Marble Giants,
E-Dancer,
Adolescents,
Fluxion,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Clarke,
The Modern Lovers,
World's Most,
Pole,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scan 7,
Silicon Teens,
Minny Pops,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Negative Approach,
Popol Vuh,
Second Layer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roger Hodgson,
Flash Fearless,
UT,
Monks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Byron Stingily,
Harry Pussy,
Delta 5,
The Gun Club,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Swell Maps,
Mars,
Harmonia,
Stiv Bators,
Lower 48,
Peter and Kerry,
Fugazi,
Arcadia,
June Days,
Alphaville,
Piero Umiliani,
the Slits,
Erykah Badu,
Joey Negro,
Moebius,
Morten Harket,
Sugar Minott,
Depeche Mode,
Blossom Toes,
Jacques Brel,
Wolf Eyes,
John Foxx,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.