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 Cyprus and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Delon & Dalcan to the techno 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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,
Lungfish,
Alphaville,
Moebius,
The Mummies,
The New Christs,
The Trojans,
Faraquet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Rundgren,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Leonard Cohen,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marmalade,
Radiopuhelimet,
June of 44,
Derrick Morgan,
Big Daddy Kane,
New Order,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sonics,
Subhumans,
Eve St. Jones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Visage,
Supertramp,
Suicide,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mad Mike,
Ossler,
The Index,
Colin Newman,
Youth Brigade,
Pharoah Sanders,
Malaria!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sex Pistols,
Stiv Bators,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lightning Bolt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Blackbyrds,
Maurizio,
Khruangbin,
The Selecter,
Franke,
Rufus Thomas,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dirtbombs,
Funky Four + One,
The Beau Brummels,
Adolescents,
Danielle Patucci,
Spoonie Gee,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.