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 Mauritius and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 10cc to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boredoms,
New York Dolls,
Groovy Waters,
Television,
Y Pants,
Al Stewart,
Ten City,
Television Personalities,
The Techniques,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Duran Duran,
Gong,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
The Young Rascals,
Bluetip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Subhumans,
Supertramp,
Panda Bear,
Kayak,
Judy Mowatt,
Surgeon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Foxx,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
JFA,
Monolake,
Urselle,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cymande,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young,
Jeff Lynne,
The Busters,
The Birthday Party,
Joensuu 1685,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Michelle Simonal,
Faraquet,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Smooth,
Pole,
Kerri Chandler,
MC5,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr,
the Association,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.