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 New Zealand and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Funkadelic to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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,
Brand Nubian,
Swans,
Bluetip,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobby Sherman,
The Blackbyrds,
Anakelly,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blossom Toes,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Godley & Creme,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fatback Band,
Sister Nancy,
Index,
The Associates,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mojo Men,
ABC,
Flipper,
Arthur Verocai,
Moby Grape,
Grey Daturas,
Darondo,
Visage,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MDC,
Mark Hollis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gichy Dan,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Bar-Kays,
The Vogues,
Ossler,
Mars,
Cymande,
Infiniti,
Unwound,
The Dirtbombs,
Cluster,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Invisible,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
The Misunderstood,
Shuggie Otis,
Danielle Patucci,
Los Fastidios,
Peter and Kerry,
Supertramp,
Warren Ellis,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.