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 Switzerland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Goldenarms 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
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,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Glenn Branca,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gap Band,
Supertramp,
Mission of Burma,
Lungfish,
Althea and Donna,
The Litter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ten City,
The Moody Blues,
Thompson Twins,
Tres Demented,
Parry Music,
Monolake,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Holt,
Eve St. Jones,
Half Japanese,
Scion,
Soul II Soul,
Faraquet,
Barbara Tucker,
Symarip,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash,
Panda Bear,
Lyres,
Delta 5,
Subhumans,
Monks,
FM Einheit,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Alison Limerick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Accadde A,
Newcleus,
The Moleskins,
Swell Maps,
Gerry Rafferty,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mojo Men,
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tubeway Army,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Modern Lovers,
Spandau Ballet,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Heaven 17,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.