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 United States and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Rufus Thomas to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Black Flag,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fire Engines,
The Velvet Underground,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Charles Mingus,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Terry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Procol Harum,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Don Cherry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cymande,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Chrome,
UT,
The Gun Club,
Faraquet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harmonia,
Wasted Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang of Four,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Echospace,
AZ,
The Red Krayola,
Excepter,
Agitation Free,
Reagan Youth,
Heaven 17,
E-Dancer,
John Lydon,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Names,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Angry Samoans,
the Slits,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Model 500,
Alton Ellis,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Monks,
Derrick May,
The Toasters,
Eric Dolphy,
Skriet,
Porter Ricks,
Scan 7,
X-101,
The Durutti Column,
Basic Channel,
Youth Brigade,
The Vogues,
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.