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 Tuvalu and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Adolescents to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
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,
Danielle Patucci,
Susan Cadogan,
Pantytec,
Lower 48,
Lebanon Hanover,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fall,
Deakin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Visage,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Monks,
Dawn Penn,
Man Eating Sloth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crooked Eye,
The Offenders,
Con Funk Shun,
The Martian,
Arab on Radar,
Dual Sessions,
Black Sheep,
Lightning Bolt,
Nico,
The Zeros,
Duran Duran,
MC5,
Lalann,
Yaz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marine Girls,
Scrapy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Searchers,
Symarip,
Pulsallama,
Sarah Menescal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Soft Cell,
Guru Guru,
The Doobie Brothers,
Clear Light,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Animal Collective,
Steve Hackett,
Terry Callier,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Franke,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Moon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Rundgren,
AZ,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.