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 Nigeria and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dark Day to the jazz 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
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,
Newcleus,
Gong,
Maleditus Sound,
Bauhaus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Eddi Front,
The Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
The Divine Comedy,
the Association,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tom Boy,
The Vogues,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skaos,
Big Daddy Kane,
China Crisis,
Visage,
Magazine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ohio Players,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Television,
Fluxion,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rites of Spring,
Black Bananas,
Animal Collective,
Con Funk Shun,
Jandek,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mojo Men,
Brothers Johnson,
The Birthday Party,
The Mummies,
Joy Division,
Sparks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Unrelated Segments,
Pulsallama,
Urselle,
The Names,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Desert Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiohead,
The Fuzztones,
Prince Buster,
June Days,
The Five Americans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yusef Lateef,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Josef K,
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