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 Latvia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jandek to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
The Barracudas,
Magazine,
The Blackbyrds,
Juan Atkins,
Hashim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Black Pus,
Bush Tetras,
MC5,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gong,
The Human League,
Alison Limerick,
Amazonics,
Gang Starr,
The Durutti Column,
Patti Smith,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bang On A Can,
June of 44,
Sam Rivers,
Sällskapet,
Connie Case,
The Real Kids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radio Birdman,
Yazoo,
Lightning Bolt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Slave,
Panda Bear,
Donny Hathaway,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The J.B.'s,
These Immortal Souls,
Mad Mike,
Davy DMX,
Monolake,
AZ,
The Fugs,
Bobby Sherman,
kango's stein massive,
E-Dancer,
Brass Construction,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moss Icon,
Heaven 17,
Animal Collective,
Can,
Albert Ayler,
Tears for Fears,
Y Pants,
Crime,
Graham Central Station,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Infiniti,
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.