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 Finland and from Toronto.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nils Olav to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
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,
Albert Ayler,
Flash Fearless,
Gang of Four,
The Electric Prunes,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
The Gun Club,
Amon Düül II,
Stereo Dub,
The Associates,
The Invisible,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wally Richardson,
the Slits,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deakin,
Scott Walker,
Eric Copeland,
Arab on Radar,
Con Funk Shun,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Vogues,
Essential Logic,
Pantytec,
Barry Ungar,
Lightning Bolt,
Leonard Cohen,
Alice Coltrane,
Deepchord,
Jandek,
Aural Exciters,
Q and Not U,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harpers Bizarre,
8 Eyed Spy,
Henry Cow,
the Bar-Kays,
Archie Shepp,
Scientists,
The Leaves,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
The Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Big Daddy Kane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Infiniti,
Kerri Chandler,
EPMD,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The United States of America,
A Certain Ratio,
Electric Prunes,
Hashim,
The Misunderstood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Funkadelic,
Khruangbin,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.