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 Philippines and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Donald Byrd to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
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,
The Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
John Cale,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang On A Can,
DNA,
Hashim,
The Searchers,
Model 500,
Fear,
Skaos,
Liliput,
The Modern Lovers,
Motorama,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Music Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Harmonia,
Depeche Mode,
The Misunderstood,
The Gun Club,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Victims,
Blake Baxter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crooked Eye,
Eli Mardock,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Bananas,
John Lydon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
Brick,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boogie Down Productions,
Todd Terry,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Sherman,
Royal Trux,
Japan,
Freddie Wadling,
Patti Smith,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Dorothy Ashby,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ten City,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.