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 France and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Organ to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
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,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Accadde A,
New Order,
The Red Krayola,
Bluetip,
Lalann,
Ornette Coleman,
Sound Behaviour,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rapeman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flipper,
The Techniques,
Reagan Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Faraquet,
The Remains,
Bang On A Can,
Sam Rivers,
The Young Rascals,
Niagra,
Dark Day,
Das Ding,
OOIOO,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Blackbyrds,
This Heat,
The Divine Comedy,
The Monks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Silicon Teens,
Arab on Radar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Patti Smith,
The Residents,
Goldenarms,
The Birthday Party,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
the Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Black Dice,
a-ha,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dawn Penn,
Throbbing Gristle,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young,
CMW,
Quando Quango,
The Moody Blues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Faust,
Popol Vuh,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.