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 Zimbabwe and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Angels of Light to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Smoke. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
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,
Little Man,
Banda Bassotti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
The Remains,
Alison Limerick,
The Real Kids,
Mad Mike,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flipper,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Aloha Tigers,
FM Einheit,
Cameo,
Rekid,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Slits,
Maurizio,
The Victims,
Albert Ayler,
KRS-One,
New Order,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Model 500,
Outsiders,
Stereo Dub,
The Index,
David McCallum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lalann,
Ultimate Spinach,
Los Fastidios,
Ohio Players,
Faraquet,
Bob Dylan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Robert Hood,
Whodini,
Flamin' Groovies,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MC5,
Khruangbin,
H. Thieme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
In Retrospect,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Hasil Adkins,
Fear,
Lucky Dragons,
Pharoah Sanders,
Godley & Creme,
Roxette,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nico,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.