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 Netherlands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Normal to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Susan Cadogan,
Soulsonic Force,
Skriet,
Buzzcocks,
Kas Product,
Zero Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roy Ayers,
Rosa Yemen,
The Doors,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang Starr,
Stetsasonic,
Moby Grape,
Kayak,
Icehouse,
Youth Brigade,
Faraquet,
Ken Boothe,
Motorama,
Easy Going,
Reuben Wilson,
Jandek,
Black Flag,
Roxette,
Clear Light,
Funky Four + One,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
Aaron Thompson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Durutti Column,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lakeside,
The Five Americans,
Deadbeat,
Electric Prunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Scientists,
Moebius,
The Cramps,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Anthony Braxton,
Sound Behaviour,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cure,
Rod Modell,
Parry Music,
The Young Rascals,
Talk Talk,
Bob Dylan,
Subhumans,
Brick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fuzztones,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.