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 Andorra and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Albert Ayler to the rock 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Black Flag,
Crash Course in Science,
Altered Images,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pere Ubu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skarface,
Magma,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
B.T. Express,
Clear Light,
The Beau Brummels,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick Morgan,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Techniques,
The Golliwogs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sandy B,
Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Laurel Aitken,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Reuben Wilson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maleditus Sound,
Von Mondo,
Crooked Eye,
Roger Hodgson,
Supertramp,
Circle Jerks,
The Smiths,
Piero Umiliani,
The Young Rascals,
Marcia Griffiths,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lightning Bolt,
Blancmange,
Dennis Brown,
Public Enemy,
Surgeon,
The Last Poets,
The Velvet Underground,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flash Fearless,
Talk Talk,
Minny Pops,
John Lydon,
Malaria!,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultravox,
K-Klass,
Peter & Gordon,
Deadbeat,
Bluetip,
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.