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 United States and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Grauzone to the grunge 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
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,
Amon Düül II,
Lebanon Hanover,
Shuggie Otis,
Anakelly,
Barrington Levy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
A Certain Ratio,
Clear Light,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dead Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chris & Cosey,
Depeche Mode,
The American Breed,
Icehouse,
The Angels of Light,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ralphi Rosario,
Swell Maps,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joey Negro,
Eric Copeland,
Nirvana,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Funkadelic,
The Vogues,
Japan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
Alice Coltrane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delon & Dalcan,
Metal Thangz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
The Residents,
Marshall Jefferson,
Andrew Hill,
Stereo Dub,
The Real Kids,
Warsaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rod Modell,
Al Stewart,
Television Personalities,
Arcadia,
Don Cherry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eli Mardock,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
The Grass Roots,
Los Fastidios,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.