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 Bahamas and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Boz Scaggs to the rock 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Pus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tears for Fears,
Alton Ellis,
The United States of America,
In Retrospect,
Morten Harket,
AZ,
Banda Bassotti,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
Rufus Thomas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Technova,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flipper,
OOIOO,
Severed Heads,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Duran Duran,
Chris Corsano,
Deadbeat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Little Man,
Groovy Waters,
Boz Scaggs,
The Blues Magoos,
Alphaville,
John Foxx,
The Standells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Liliput,
Pylon,
The Vogues,
Pantaleimon,
Easy Going,
Dark Day,
B.T. Express,
One Last Wish,
Fela Kuti,
Eddi Front,
Kerri Chandler,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agent Orange,
The Move,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Sherman,
Deepchord,
FM Einheit,
Subhumans,
Arcadia,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Suicide,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scratch Acid,
Davy DMX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.