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 Guyana and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
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,
Ituana,
The Music Machine,
Oblivians,
A Certain Ratio,
The Remains,
Symarip,
Jawbox,
Ornette Coleman,
Massinfluence,
Joe Smooth,
Ludus,
Fatback Band,
Television,
Delta 5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros,
Hoover,
Panda Bear,
Soft Machine,
Whodini,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
David McCallum,
Roger Hodgson,
Dual Sessions,
AZ,
Boredoms,
Minny Pops,
Lyres,
Minor Threat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Intrusion,
Nik Kershaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Desert Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nils Olav,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Reuben Wilson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pantaleimon,
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare,
Dawn Penn,
Supertramp,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Marc Almond,
Robert Hood,
Icehouse,
Parry Music,
Josef K,
JFA,
Alphaville,
Ultra Naté,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.