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 Antigua and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the disco 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick May,
The Kinks,
Arthur Verocai,
Newcleus,
Fatback Band,
Wally Richardson,
Fad Gadget,
Sonic Youth,
Reagan Youth,
OOIOO,
Andrew Hill,
Procol Harum,
Alphaville,
Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
Das Ding,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Q65,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barbara Tucker,
Neu!,
Public Enemy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Dolphy,
Porter Ricks,
Minny Pops,
Brass Construction,
FM Einheit,
The Move,
ABBA,
The Invisible,
Joey Negro,
Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Model 500,
Make Up,
Rotary Connection,
Josef K,
The Blues Magoos,
48th St. Collective,
Glenn Branca,
Sixth Finger,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shuggie Otis,
Minor Threat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Al Stewart,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.