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 Mozambique and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barclay James Harvest to the electroclash 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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Faraquet,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stiv Bators,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultra Naté,
Delta 5,
Joyce Sims,
Minnie Riperton,
Lakeside,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Music Machine,
Groovy Waters,
Man Parrish,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Count Five,
Skarface,
Rosa Yemen,
The Kinks,
This Heat,
Susan Cadogan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Anthony Braxton,
Jeff Lynne,
Pierre Henry,
Ultravox,
The Moody Blues,
Siglo XX,
Deadbeat,
Blossom Toes,
A Certain Ratio,
kango's stein massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Cell,
The Last Poets,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gladiators,
Hot Snakes,
Los Fastidios,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Idris Muhammad,
Q and Not U,
Robert Hood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Outsiders,
T. Rex,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skaos,
Sonic Youth,
Bang On A Can,
the Human League,
Tres Demented,
Lalann,
The Trojans,
Grey Daturas,
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.