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 Nauru and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the rock 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ice-T,
Derrick Morgan,
Brothers Johnson,
The Grass Roots,
Funky Four + One,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Malaria!,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fat Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flipper,
The American Breed,
Parry Music,
Little Man,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cameo,
Bluetip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Stooges,
kango's stein massive,
Soul II Soul,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
John Foxx,
Godley & Creme,
The Slits,
MDC,
Tres Demented,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun City Girls,
Blancmange,
Prince Buster,
Marine Girls,
Crooked Eye,
The New Christs,
The Vogues,
OOIOO,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents,
New York Dolls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roxy Music,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
Youth Brigade,
Patti Smith,
Scratch Acid,
Don Cherry,
Grey Daturas,
Boz Scaggs,
a-ha,
Thee Headcoats,
Rites of Spring,
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.