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 Malta and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Donald Fagen 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 The Blues Magoos to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
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,
Pantytec,
Loose Ends,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Swans,
10cc,
Blossom Toes,
The Toasters,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Khruangbin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rakim,
The Dave Clark Five,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Donny Hathaway,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barrington Levy,
The Smiths,
The Barracudas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Liliput,
FM Einheit,
Sun City Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
L. Decosne,
The Gap Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Flesh Eaters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eve St. Jones,
DNA,
The Pop Group,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dirtbombs,
Godley & Creme,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fall,
The Fortunes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donald Byrd,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Knickerbockers,
The Golliwogs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kaleidoscope,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.