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 Benin and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Buzzcocks to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers,
Pierre Henry,
The Sound,
Soft Cell,
KRS-One,
Mo-Dettes,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronnie Foster,
Kenny Larkin,
LL Cool J,
Toni Rubio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Silicon Teens,
Ponytail,
Curtis Mayfield,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kayak,
Lou Christie,
Fatback Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Suburban Knight,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fortunes,
The Dirtbombs,
Lalo Schifrin,
The New Christs,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Khruangbin,
Fat Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The J.B.'s,
Fad Gadget,
Dawn Penn,
The Durutti Column,
Vainqueur,
Lakeside,
The Smoke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Womack,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hardrive,
Aaron Thompson,
Bluetip,
Mantronix,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Doors,
Stereo Dub,
The Victims,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kas Product,
Mission of Burma,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.