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 Somalia and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 E-Dancer to the jazz 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
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,
Stetsasonic,
Crash Course in Science,
Brick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ken Boothe,
The Toasters,
Sex Pistols,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quantec,
Black Flag,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Colin Newman,
Agitation Free,
Gastr Del Sol,
New York Dolls,
Eddi Front,
Electric Prunes,
Nirvana,
Aaron Thompson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Slick Rick,
Barbara Tucker,
The Star Department,
Peter and Kerry,
Fluxion,
Blake Baxter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Searchers,
Easy Going,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rapeman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Todd Terry,
Sällskapet,
Glenn Branca,
H. Thieme,
L. Decosne,
Au Pairs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gladiators,
Qualms,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiopuhelimet,
Franke,
Ronnie Foster,
The Music Machine,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare,
The J.B.'s,
Lee Hazlewood,
T.S.O.L.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
Royal Trux,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.