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 Afghanistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Piero Umiliani to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Deepchord,
Freddie Wadling,
Darondo,
The Raincoats,
Bang On A Can,
Flipper,
Bill Near,
Sarah Menescal,
Idris Muhammad,
Dave Gahan,
Chris Corsano,
Zero Boys,
Max Romeo,
The Residents,
Panda Bear,
The Neon Judgement,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Reed,
Mo-Dettes,
Quando Quango,
Minutemen,
Rapeman,
Ohio Players,
Camouflage,
L. Decosne,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joy Division,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sister Nancy,
The Count Five,
Crash Course in Science,
Boredoms,
Warsaw,
Mark Hollis,
Lungfish,
Warren Ellis,
Shoche,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Pretty Things,
The Music Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amon Düül,
Drexciya,
JFA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
KRS-One,
The Five Americans,
Unrelated Segments,
Camberwell Now,
Scan 7,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Human League,
The Slits,
The Standells,
Fatback Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Little Man,
FM Einheit,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.