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 Samoa and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Q65 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
10cc,
Mission of Burma,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deadbeat,
Joe Smooth,
Joey Negro,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed,
The Neon Judgement,
Matthew Bourne,
The Techniques,
Gang of Four,
Throbbing Gristle,
JFA,
U.S. Maple,
Mo-Dettes,
The Happenings,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alton Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Ornette Coleman,
Organ,
Minnie Riperton,
Talk Talk,
The Seeds,
Index,
Pere Ubu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Model 500,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Judy Mowatt,
Babytalk,
Erykah Badu,
Fatback Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Moon,
John Foxx,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
Moss Icon,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Busters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roger Hodgson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Von Mondo,
Darondo,
Smog,
Bootsy Collins,
The Alarm Clocks,
R.M.O.,
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.