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 Ukraine and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
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,
Siglo XX,
John Holt,
Iggy Pop,
The Golliwogs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker,
John Coltrane,
Maleditus Sound,
The Kinks,
Swans,
DNA,
JFA,
Depeche Mode,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Searchers,
Vladislav Delay,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
Joe Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
MDC,
Animal Collective,
The New Christs,
The Raincoats,
Eddi Front,
Crash Course in Science,
Warsaw,
The Fugs,
The Martian,
Whodini,
Radiohead,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barry Ungar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skarface,
The Saints,
Main Source,
Qualms,
Severed Heads,
ABBA,
Massinfluence,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mo-Dettes,
Rakim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nirvana,
H. Thieme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.