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 China and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Jeff Lynne to the rock 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Hill,
Aaron Thompson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry's Kids,
UT,
Morten Harket,
Skarface,
Sun Ra,
Donny Hathaway,
The Black Dice,
The Leaves,
Siglo XX,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Max Romeo,
Sonic Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Anthony Braxton,
The Smoke,
Crash Course in Science,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare,
Neil Young,
Moby Grape,
the Human League,
Swans,
Roy Ayers,
Sam Rivers,
the Sonics,
Gang of Four,
Qualms,
Black Moon,
X-Ray Spex,
Josef K,
Drexciya,
the Swans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
Bush Tetras,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Litter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fluxion,
Bluetip,
Quantec,
The Standells,
The Moody Blues,
Sight & Sound,
JFA,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
The Index,
Wolf Eyes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Graham Central Station,
Letta Mbulu,
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.