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 El Salvador and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 R.M.O. to the disco 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tubeway Army,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Wolf Eyes,
Lakeside,
The Cowsills,
Banda Bassotti,
The Divine Comedy,
Ice-T,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joy Division,
The Blackbyrds,
The Techniques,
The Blues Magoos,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultravox,
Jeff Lynne,
Iggy Pop,
The Real Kids,
DJ Style,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra,
Isaac Hayes,
Television,
The J.B.'s,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scientists,
Tres Demented,
T.S.O.L.,
Moby Grape,
Wasted Youth,
The Fall,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funky Four + One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bootsy Collins,
Tommy Roe,
Alton Ellis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fluxion,
Kayak,
John Lydon,
Anthony Braxton,
Eddi Front,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suburban Knight,
The Motions,
The Mummies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Bar-Kays,
Scratch Acid,
World's Most,
Dual Sessions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
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.