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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Rufus Thomas to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Vladislav Delay,
The Angels of Light,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Terry,
Kurtis Blow,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
The American Breed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Red Krayola,
Easy Going,
the Association,
Public Enemy,
Sarah Menescal,
Porter Ricks,
Jesper Dahlback,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Japan,
Excepter,
ABC,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blackbyrds,
The Offenders,
Swans,
Thompson Twins,
The Mojo Men,
Essential Logic,
The Moody Blues,
Kenny Larkin,
D'Angelo,
Eric Copeland,
Half Japanese,
One Last Wish,
Alphaville,
Roxette,
Circle Jerks,
Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
The United States of America,
The Move,
Sister Nancy,
The Busters,
Fela Kuti,
Ten City,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tomorrow,
Max Romeo,
Joey Negro,
Sonny Sharrock,
T. Rex,
The Knickerbockers,
Basic Channel,
Ponytail,
Marvin Gaye,
EPMD,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Evens,
Chris & Cosey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
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.