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 Paraguay and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pantytec to the rap 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
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,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Invisible,
Soul Sonic Force,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gregory Isaacs,
David McCallum,
Pantytec,
Brick,
Moebius,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Starr,
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
Duran Duran,
The Fugs,
Von Mondo,
Trumans Water,
The Remains,
Archie Shepp,
Peter & Gordon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Toni Rubio,
Big Daddy Kane,
Juan Atkins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
Fad Gadget,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ken Boothe,
The Barracudas,
Gabor Szabo,
The Offenders,
The Angels of Light,
Warsaw,
Silicon Teens,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anthony Braxton,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lungfish,
F. McDonald,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minutemen,
The Fire Engines,
Cybotron,
Stiv Bators,
FM Einheit,
Interpol,
Prince Buster,
The Martian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Machine,
Moss Icon,
Eurythmics,
Camouflage,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.