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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
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,
Silicon Teens,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yaz,
Joensuu 1685,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Television,
Wally Richardson,
Alphaville,
The Barracudas,
Goldenarms,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Faust,
The Velvet Underground,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
Juan Atkins,
Moss Icon,
Basic Channel,
New York Dolls,
Drexciya,
The Blackbyrds,
Buzzcocks,
The Gories,
Scientists,
Mantronix,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Au Pairs,
Roxy Music,
AZ,
Pet Shop Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
PIL,
Make Up,
Todd Terry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mars,
Brand Nubian,
Charles Mingus,
New Order,
ABC,
Niagra,
Country Teasers,
The Busters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mandrill,
Smog,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Byron Stingily,
Colin Newman,
Black Moon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Khruangbin,
Althea and Donna,
The Human League,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.