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 Lithuania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Ken Boothe to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Red Krayola,
JFA,
Avey Tare,
U.S. Maple,
Morten Harket,
Bauhaus,
Nirvana,
Mars,
Idris Muhammad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Wake,
Ossler,
Gastr Del Sol,
The American Breed,
Laurel Aitken,
Boredoms,
The Slackers,
Cheater Slicks,
Japan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stockholm Monsters,
Warren Ellis,
Motorama,
Jerry's Kids,
Al Stewart,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
Eddi Front,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camouflage,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Dave Gahan,
Hot Snakes,
Moby Grape,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
10cc,
Schoolly D,
The Fugs,
John Cale,
Monks,
ABC,
Basic Channel,
UT,
ABBA,
Dawn Penn,
China Crisis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
Don Cherry,
Ohio Players,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül II,
Fear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.