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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Davy DMX to the crunk 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Star Department,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Five Americans,
F. McDonald,
Angry Samoans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Human League,
Kerri Chandler,
Jawbox,
Josef K,
Pantaleimon,
Chris Corsano,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young,
Second Layer,
Qualms,
Faraquet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Slave,
Roxette,
Joyce Sims,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Royal Trux,
Pylon,
Lalann,
Magazine,
Ponytail,
Crime,
The Young Rascals,
Warren Ellis,
Niagra,
A Certain Ratio,
Hashim,
The Fortunes,
Janne Schatter,
Davy DMX,
Zapp,
Dead Boys,
Rekid,
Dual Sessions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Animal Collective,
The Neon Judgement,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
X-101,
The Residents,
the Germs,
Radio Birdman,
Fluxion,
Sonic Youth,
The Remains,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.