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 Malaysia and from London.
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 Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Infiniti to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Slave,
Jawbox,
Eric B and Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
Dennis Brown,
Barry Ungar,
The Fuzztones,
Agent Orange,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magazine,
Cymande,
The Cowsills,
Stereo Dub,
Rekid,
The Moleskins,
The Happenings,
Von Mondo,
Prince Buster,
Ten City,
Lakeside,
Black Moon,
D'Angelo,
Skaos,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed,
Avey Tare,
L. Decosne,
Ossler,
Kenny Larkin,
Aural Exciters,
X-Ray Spex,
Kas Product,
Outsiders,
Saccharine Trust,
Johnny Clarke,
Aswad,
The Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
Television Personalities,
Royal Trux,
Archie Shepp,
Altered Images,
Marc Almond,
Kerri Chandler,
Niagra,
Monks,
Ponytail,
The Residents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Womack,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Pus,
X-101,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Association,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.