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 El Salvador and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Flash Fearless to the punk 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
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,
Pole,
China Crisis,
10cc,
Hot Snakes,
cv313,
Gang Starr,
Blossom Toes,
The Fugs,
U.S. Maple,
Supertramp,
Kaleidoscope,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Copeland,
Eli Mardock,
Tim Buckley,
X-102,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Finger,
Trumans Water,
Rakim,
The Smiths,
The Neon Judgement,
Erykah Badu,
The Wake,
Swell Maps,
Iggy Pop,
Skriet,
Carl Craig,
Visage,
Depeche Mode,
Aloha Tigers,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Toni Rubio,
In Retrospect,
The Gladiators,
Bluetip,
Brothers Johnson,
Technova,
Ken Boothe,
Alphaville,
Rapeman,
Skarface,
a-ha,
Cymande,
DJ Style,
The Skatalites,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Zeros,
Tommy Roe,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Red Krayola,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sight & Sound,
Nico,
Fat Boys,
Joy Division,
Nas,
Kurtis Blow,
The Motions,
Soulsonic Force,
Intrusion,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.