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 Tanzania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Robert Hood to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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,
Donny Hathaway,
Brass Construction,
Rekid,
The Misunderstood,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monolake,
Con Funk Shun,
Los Fastidios,
Yazoo,
Lindisfarne,
ABC,
Alice Coltrane,
Jacques Brel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Second Layer,
The Dead C,
E-Dancer,
Steve Hackett,
Scan 7,
Todd Rundgren,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ralphi Rosario,
Franke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gregory Isaacs,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultra Naté,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Martian,
Bush Tetras,
EPMD,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Slave,
Deakin,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Judy Mowatt,
Goldenarms,
Reagan Youth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Aural Exciters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yaz,
The Litter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eddi Front,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed,
MC5,
Monks,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Raincoats,
Y Pants,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.