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 Australia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Sun City Girls to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
MDC,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kas Product,
The Young Rascals,
The Searchers,
Clear Light,
The Fugs,
The Dead C,
Moby Grape,
The Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Patti Smith,
Jacques Brel,
the Association,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Goldenarms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siglo XX,
The Cure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barbara Tucker,
Ossler,
Spoonie Gee,
Underground Resistance,
B.T. Express,
The Smiths,
Minor Threat,
Sun City Girls,
Soft Cell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Invisible,
The Alarm Clocks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monolake,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T. Rex,
This Heat,
Erasure,
Gang of Four,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New York Dolls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Bad Manners,
OOIOO,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
Swell Maps,
Toni Rubio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.