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 St Lucia and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Oneida to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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,
The Cramps,
Alphaville,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Sound Behaviour,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Dirtbombs,
The Young Rascals,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Sherman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pop Group,
Leonard Cohen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
A Certain Ratio,
Agitation Free,
Nico,
Joyce Sims,
Fatback Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Royal Trux,
Model 500,
The Knickerbockers,
Mandrill,
Rakim,
Robert Wyatt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
One Last Wish,
Maurizio,
Laurel Aitken,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang of Four,
Schoolly D,
The Skatalites,
Hasil Adkins,
The Selecter,
Kaleidoscope,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slits,
Sex Pistols,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultra Naté,
Rapeman,
PIL,
Khruangbin,
Althea and Donna,
Nirvana,
kango's stein massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.