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 Morocco and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Andrew Hill to the techno 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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,
New Age Steppers,
Bad Manners,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Johnny Clarke,
Byron Stingily,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed,
Sun City Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Isaac Hayes,
Technova,
Flipper,
The Barracudas,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Starr,
Oblivians,
UT,
kango's stein massive,
48th St. Collective,
Eve St. Jones,
PIL,
Infiniti,
Joensuu 1685,
Deepchord,
Black Sheep,
Vainqueur,
Blake Baxter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echospace,
Anthony Braxton,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gun Club,
The Toasters,
Roger Hodgson,
Darondo,
The Grass Roots,
The Tremeloes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharoah Sanders,
June Days,
John Holt,
Michelle Simonal,
the Sonics,
L. Decosne,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kaleidoscope,
Parry Music,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter & Gordon,
Liliput,
Essential Logic,
The Neon Judgement,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.