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 Belarus and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jacques Brel to the grime 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
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,
The Gladiators,
Skaos,
E-Dancer,
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
Easy Going,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
World's Most,
Make Up,
Buzzcocks,
Lyres,
Livin' Joy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy Collins,
The Associates,
Ronnie Foster,
The Count Five,
Zero Boys,
Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
Marine Girls,
Whodini,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fugs,
Television Personalities,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Banda Bassotti,
Boz Scaggs,
Nik Kershaw,
Althea and Donna,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Swans,
Maurizio,
The Red Krayola,
Theoretical Girls,
The Litter,
Tubeway Army,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
The Blackbyrds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Peter and Kerry,
John Holt,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.