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 Suriname and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the disco 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Scrapy,
The Cowsills,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
The Cure,
The Birthday Party,
Warsaw,
Robert Hood,
Radiohead,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erasure,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
Kaleidoscope,
The Trojans,
MDC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chrome,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Das Ding,
Niagra,
Charles Mingus,
The Standells,
Duran Duran,
Main Source,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dead Boys,
Steve Hackett,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liliput,
The Five Americans,
Brand Nubian,
Sonic Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
Graham Central Station,
Stereo Dub,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth,
Flash Fearless,
the Fania All-Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
Skarface,
Al Stewart,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
New York Dolls,
Lou Christie,
Sexual Harrassment,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fluxion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joe Smooth,
T.S.O.L.,
Circle Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
a-ha,
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.