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 Yemen and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Talk Talk to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fela Kuti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jawbox,
Soft Cell,
Bauhaus,
Alton Ellis,
KRS-One,
The Trojans,
Alphaville,
Boredoms,
Derrick May,
Motorama,
Con Funk Shun,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
China Crisis,
Shoche,
Stereo Dub,
The Birthday Party,
Jandek,
Camouflage,
Johnny Clarke,
Davy DMX,
Donald Byrd,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
Liliput,
The Angels of Light,
Suburban Knight,
Blake Baxter,
The Young Rascals,
Heaven 17,
Maleditus Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Glenn Branca,
Max Romeo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Raincoats,
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
David McCallum,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
The Mojo Men,
Grandmaster Flash,
Q65,
Main Source,
The United States of America,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
Aural Exciters,
Flash Fearless,
Roxy Music,
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.