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 Pakistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 B.T. Express 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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,
Blancmange,
The Monochrome Set,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fall,
Albert Ayler,
Hasil Adkins,
Mandrill,
The Kinks,
cv313,
Mr. Review,
Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anthony Braxton,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Moon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
Tomorrow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Royal Trux,
The Gladiators,
Freddie Wadling,
Ornette Coleman,
Clear Light,
Glenn Branca,
Sällskapet,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Byrd,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mo-Dettes,
the Swans,
Morten Harket,
The Fuzztones,
Moebius,
Hardrive,
Bluetip,
Radio Birdman,
Brick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shuggie Otis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Misunderstood,
Jacques Brel,
Soft Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Bronski Beat,
New Order,
10cc,
Procol Harum,
Gabor Szabo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Selecter,
The Pretty Things,
Livin' Joy,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.