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 Sierra Leone and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 U.S. Maple to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
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,
Hot Snakes,
Cecil Taylor,
Gichy Dan,
Sam Rivers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Music Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
Trumans Water,
the Human League,
Easy Going,
Bauhaus,
Black Sheep,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Slits,
The Cure,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Happenings,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon,
CMW,
Banda Bassotti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Monolake,
Loose Ends,
Nick Fraelich,
Ossler,
Marmalade,
Camouflage,
Main Source,
Gang of Four,
Youth Brigade,
The Raincoats,
Eurythmics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hasil Adkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scion,
In Retrospect,
Patti Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Piero Umiliani,
Lucky Dragons,
Schoolly D,
Scrapy,
Sun Ra,
Dennis Brown,
Laurel Aitken,
Los Fastidios,
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.