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 Brazil and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Stereo Dub to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
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,
Rosa Yemen,
The Birthday Party,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Visage,
Sandy B,
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Sheep,
Crime,
H. Thieme,
Gong,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Mills,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bush Tetras,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eli Mardock,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Angry Samoans,
Jacques Brel,
Faraquet,
Chris Corsano,
Fluxion,
Circle Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deepchord,
Godley & Creme,
Ossler,
Rufus Thomas,
This Heat,
Chris & Cosey,
Steve Hackett,
Rekid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Half Japanese,
Kayak,
Matthew Halsall,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fugs,
China Crisis,
Sugar Minott,
Amazonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Whodini,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Lungfish,
Ultravox,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
La Düsseldorf,
Spandau Ballet,
Fad Gadget,
Henry Cow,
Dark Day,
Black Bananas,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.