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 Brunei and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Kenny Larkin to the grime 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
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,
Crime,
Moss Icon,
Gang Starr,
Kaleidoscope,
Boredoms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Animal Collective,
The Residents,
Depeche Mode,
Yusef Lateef,
T. Rex,
Niagra,
Severed Heads,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Smiths,
Accadde A,
Q and Not U,
New York Dolls,
The Raincoats,
Crash Course in Science,
Neu!,
Wire,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aural Exciters,
Scientists,
Unwound,
Eden Ahbez,
Oneida,
Toni Rubio,
Scrapy,
Cal Tjader,
Kayak,
The Gories,
Supertramp,
The Standells,
Basic Channel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
Mad Mike,
The Buckinghams,
Nirvana,
Mars,
Yellowson,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Sherman,
Pulsallama,
a-ha,
U.S. Maple,
E-Dancer,
Eurythmics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hardrive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultravox,
Inner City,
The Mojo Men,
Ossler,
Boz Scaggs,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.