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 Guyana and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 rhodes 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the crunk 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Archie Shepp,
The Busters,
Massinfluence,
Nirvana,
Sandy B,
Sister Nancy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Music Machine,
Audionom,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yusef Lateef,
Kaleidoscope,
Liliput,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Peter & Gordon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Searchers,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Remains,
Spoonie Gee,
Donny Hathaway,
Bill Near,
Yazoo,
Fear,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aswad,
Severed Heads,
Moebius,
Bobby Sherman,
Whodini,
Surgeon,
Eric Copeland,
Jerry's Kids,
Mad Mike,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David Bowie,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rufus Thomas,
Soul II Soul,
Das Ding,
Eve St. Jones,
Gabor Szabo,
Rotary Connection,
Sun City Girls,
The Move,
Underground Resistance,
Pere Ubu,
Flipper,
Dawn Penn,
Banda Bassotti,
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Hood,
Urselle,
Inner City,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.