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 Japan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jacques Brel to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalann,
The Index,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Grass Roots,
The Young Rascals,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scion,
Popol Vuh,
Sun City Girls,
Erasure,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Starr,
Marine Girls,
Lou Christie,
Wire,
Ohio Players,
Eden Ahbez,
Infiniti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ice-T,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fear,
LL Cool J,
Rakim,
Sugar Minott,
Simply Red,
World's Most,
Stiv Bators,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rotary Connection,
Liliput,
Lucky Dragons,
the Normal,
The American Breed,
Pantytec,
Josef K,
The Mojo Men,
Unrelated Segments,
Motorama,
Dark Day,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang of Four,
Q65,
JFA,
The Fuzztones,
kango's stein massive,
The Monochrome Set,
Mars,
Pierre Henry,
Ornette Coleman,
The Pretty Things,
These Immortal Souls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Royal Trux,
Kas Product,
Anakelly,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.