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 Jordan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Depeche Mode to the grunge 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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,
Todd Rundgren,
The Raincoats,
Marmalade,
Deakin,
Alphaville,
Gong,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
The Count Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eli Mardock,
Theoretical Girls,
Erasure,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bob Dylan,
The Pretty Things,
Rites of Spring,
Tubeway Army,
DJ Style,
Fela Kuti,
Moss Icon,
Arab on Radar,
The Remains,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Letta Mbulu,
Von Mondo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
CMW,
Roger Hodgson,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Slits,
The Cowsills,
Minny Pops,
Nas,
The Fugs,
Intrusion,
Little Man,
Oneida,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
The Selecter,
Basic Channel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ronan,
The Knickerbockers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lower 48,
Barbara Tucker,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Absolute Body Control,
Soft Machine,
Rekid,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.