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 Tunisia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Thompson Twins 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
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,
Ornette Coleman,
Toni Rubio,
The Techniques,
Crash Course in Science,
Hardrive,
Man Eating Sloth,
Silicon Teens,
Alice Coltrane,
Harmonia,
Fad Gadget,
The Toasters,
The Gun Club,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Quantec,
a-ha,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
LL Cool J,
Ten City,
Crooked Eye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen,
Marc Almond,
10cc,
Schoolly D,
Henry Cow,
EPMD,
Fluxion,
John Foxx,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
Kayak,
Matthew Halsall,
Carl Craig,
The Durutti Column,
Zero Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry's Kids,
Hoover,
The Dead C,
Heaven 17,
Radio Birdman,
Ponytail,
Fat Boys,
Lyres,
David Axelrod,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
cv313,
Royal Trux,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joensuu 1685,
the Soft Cell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sex Pistols,
Alton Ellis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.