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 Cuba and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Saccharine Trust to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
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,
The Pop Group,
Bang On A Can,
Bluetip,
Blossom Toes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers,
Intrusion,
48th St. Collective,
The Vogues,
Eli Mardock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gabor Szabo,
Porter Ricks,
The Selecter,
Godley & Creme,
PIL,
Cymande,
Arab on Radar,
Black Sheep,
Sight & Sound,
The Victims,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sexual Harrassment,
MDC,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
OOIOO,
Liliput,
Neil Young,
Althea and Donna,
Agent Orange,
James White and The Blacks,
Joe Smooth,
Icehouse,
The Zeros,
Inner City,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Radiohead,
Mr. Review,
Ponytail,
Procol Harum,
Pagans,
Josef K,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter and Kerry,
Nirvana,
kango's stein massive,
This Heat,
Talk Talk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
UT,
Dawn Penn,
These Immortal Souls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Depeche Mode,
The Sound,
Country Teasers,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.