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 Chad and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Max Romeo to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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,
The Music Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Avey Tare,
Jandek,
Arthur Verocai,
The Gap Band,
Rotary Connection,
Bush Tetras,
Altered Images,
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic,
Ultra Naté,
Livin' Joy,
the Association,
The Remains,
Can,
The Victims,
Supertramp,
The Tremeloes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television Personalities,
Ludus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Swans,
The Red Krayola,
KRS-One,
Suicide,
Brand Nubian,
The Smoke,
Matthew Bourne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Litter,
Model 500,
Soul II Soul,
The Zeros,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fad Gadget,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harmonia,
The Star Department,
Davy DMX,
The Moody Blues,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Green,
Trumans Water,
The Mummies,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Blues Magoos,
Pierre Henry,
Iggy Pop,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Heaven 17,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick May,
Cluster,
Delta 5,
Roxy Music,
The Gories,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.