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 Brazil and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet 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 Wolf Eyes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
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,
Barclay James Harvest,
KRS-One,
Das Ding,
Suicide,
Black Bananas,
Byron Stingily,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pulsallama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The United States of America,
Amazonics,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Ohio Players,
The Birthday Party,
Skarface,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sight & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Rundgren,
New York Dolls,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Sherman,
Albert Ayler,
The Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
JFA,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Neu!,
Essential Logic,
Max Romeo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Skaos,
Marine Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cramps,
The Mummies,
Quando Quango,
Schoolly D,
Visage,
The Fuzztones,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Görl,
Roxy Music,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
Moebius,
Newcleus,
The Knickerbockers,
The Kinks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall,
The Motions,
Davy DMX,
The J.B.'s,
Gichy Dan,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.