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 Japan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moby Grape to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Brass Construction,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Busters,
Matthew Halsall,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hashim,
Clear Light,
Mantronix,
Sound Behaviour,
Darondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Procol Harum,
Slave,
The Dirtbombs,
The Remains,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
Aswad,
Don Cherry,
Mission of Burma,
Popol Vuh,
Crooked Eye,
Cymande,
The Electric Prunes,
Los Fastidios,
Banda Bassotti,
Q and Not U,
The Toasters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Green,
Sällskapet,
Laurel Aitken,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Residents,
Joey Negro,
T. Rex,
Kurtis Blow,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Moleskins,
The Gladiators,
Brothers Johnson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Prunes,
Subhumans,
Robert Hood,
June of 44,
Todd Terry,
Ossler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rites of Spring,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.