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 Austria and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Moss Icon to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
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,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bill Wells,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fortunes,
The Cowsills,
Aswad,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Stooges,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nirvana,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Star Department,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Near,
Eden Ahbez,
Section 25,
Fluxion,
The Golliwogs,
La Düsseldorf,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Divine Comedy,
Khruangbin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Busters,
The Barracudas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q65,
Fat Boys,
Minutemen,
MDC,
Mission of Burma,
Visage,
Lightning Bolt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric Dolphy,
Davy DMX,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ohio Players,
Mo-Dettes,
Cymande,
10cc,
X-Ray Spex,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed,
Rites of Spring,
Juan Atkins,
Country Teasers,
The Pretty Things,
Second Layer,
Eddi Front,
kango's stein massive,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Leaves,
A Certain Ratio,
Animal Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bob Dylan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Knickerbockers,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.