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 Luxembourg and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ 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 Nick Fraelich to the rap 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Bill Wells,
Neu!,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soulsonic Force,
Johnny Clarke,
Scan 7,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
Ituana,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare,
Liliput,
Lee Hazlewood,
Colin Newman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
John Foxx,
Easy Going,
Harry Pussy,
Cal Tjader,
The United States of America,
Jacques Brel,
The Martian,
Ohio Players,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Buckinghams,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Funkadelic,
Warren Ellis,
Pantytec,
Gong,
Junior Murvin,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rotary Connection,
Kas Product,
Yellowson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Panda Bear,
Minny Pops,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Duran Duran,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim,
Fear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Infiniti,
Wally Richardson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television Personalities,
ABC,
Bluetip,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mad Mike,
Echospace,
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.