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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crash Course in Science to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
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 Gap Band,
The Barracudas,
The Dead C,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Arthur Verocai,
Ten City,
Joe Finger,
The Monks,
Country Teasers,
Monolake,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Adolescents,
The United States of America,
Warsaw,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Searchers,
DJ Style,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Human League,
China Crisis,
Alphaville,
Bluetip,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Terry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Guru Guru,
Talk Talk,
Lakeside,
The Invisible,
Swell Maps,
The Toasters,
Connie Case,
Magma,
The Velvet Underground,
Public Enemy,
Anakelly,
Radio Birdman,
F. McDonald,
Ice-T,
Visage,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oblivians,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül II,
R.M.O.,
Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Golliwogs,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.