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 Malaysia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
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,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slick Rick,
Toni Rubio,
48th St. Collective,
B.T. Express,
Fad Gadget,
Pagans,
Rosa Yemen,
Pere Ubu,
Sister Nancy,
Black Bananas,
Mission of Burma,
Maurizio,
Freddie Wadling,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Au Pairs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Audionom,
The Human League,
The Zeros,
Marvin Gaye,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Trojans,
Los Fastidios,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stiv Bators,
Scientists,
Main Source,
Barry Ungar,
Suburban Knight,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ice-T,
Carl Craig,
Tommy Roe,
Visage,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacob Miller,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hardrive,
Kaleidoscope,
Crooked Eye,
Dual Sessions,
Mandrill,
Amazonics,
Half Japanese,
Robert Hood,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Invisible,
T. Rex,
Donald Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delta 5,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Outsiders,
Television Personalities,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.