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 Zambia and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Yaz to the jazz 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Lightning Bolt,
La Düsseldorf,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drexciya,
The Cure,
The Leaves,
Ornette Coleman,
Lindisfarne,
The Names,
John Coltrane,
Echospace,
DJ Style,
Joensuu 1685,
Amon Düül,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy Collins,
Albert Ayler,
Althea and Donna,
Duran Duran,
The Real Kids,
The Angels of Light,
Zapp,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Raincoats,
Silicon Teens,
The Pop Group,
Juan Atkins,
Pagans,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Buzzcocks,
Anthony Braxton,
Eli Mardock,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gladiators,
Suburban Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
The Fall,
Q and Not U,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Remains,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ludus,
the Germs,
Brick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minny Pops,
Popol Vuh,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers,
Camouflage,
Throbbing Gristle,
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.