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 Slovenia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lakeside to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
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,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
Guru Guru,
Sight & Sound,
Hoover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liliput,
Public Enemy,
Unwound,
Sixth Finger,
Adolescents,
Sound Behaviour,
Oneida,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
Country Teasers,
Don Cherry,
Scion,
PIL,
X-101,
Japan,
Zapp,
The Victims,
The Gun Club,
Leonard Cohen,
The Happenings,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lyres,
Black Bananas,
Quantec,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
Second Layer,
Mantronix,
UT,
Robert Wyatt,
Amon Düül II,
Agitation Free,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Move,
The Toasters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
The Kinks,
Intrusion,
X-102,
Swans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barry Ungar,
Easy Going,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Suburban Knight,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Machine,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.