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 Spain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 DNA to the electroclash 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Intrusion,
The Barracudas,
AZ,
DJ Style,
Gang of Four,
Wally Richardson,
One Last Wish,
Swans,
Derrick May,
Black Sheep,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
cv313,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grauzone,
EPMD,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Lydon,
Arab on Radar,
Crash Course in Science,
Arcadia,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Desert Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
E-Dancer,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Audionom,
The Tremeloes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oblivians,
Roxette,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warsaw,
Tim Buckley,
Idris Muhammad,
Harmonia,
Gabor Szabo,
Minutemen,
Moss Icon,
The Toasters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Patti Smith,
Skriet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultravox,
Sun Ra,
Sam Rivers,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
Sister Nancy,
These Immortal Souls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Funky Four + One,
Roger Hodgson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Con Funk Shun,
Saccharine Trust,
Tears for Fears,
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.