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 China and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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,
Panda Bear,
Reagan Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Cluster,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
FM Einheit,
New Age Steppers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Negative Approach,
Minnie Riperton,
Tommy Roe,
Clear Light,
Lou Christie,
Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Trumans Water,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
La Düsseldorf,
The Golliwogs,
Maurizio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fat Boys,
Anakelly,
OOIOO,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers,
Skriet,
Flamin' Groovies,
Los Fastidios,
ABBA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sonics,
Erykah Badu,
Can,
MC5,
Andrew Hill,
Minny Pops,
Rekid,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Outsiders,
Ossler,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric Copeland,
Pylon,
Make Up,
Urselle,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tom Boy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Howard Jones,
the Sonics,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.