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 Korea South and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pylon to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Leaves,
Black Pus,
The Evens,
Soft Cell,
Scientists,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wire,
EPMD,
Sugar Minott,
Thee Headcoats,
Howard Jones,
The Gun Club,
Black Bananas,
Danielle Patucci,
Grauzone,
Lakeside,
Minnie Riperton,
Tommy Roe,
The Busters,
The Star Department,
Rosa Yemen,
Bill Near,
Harpers Bizarre,
Harry Pussy,
Roy Ayers,
Second Layer,
Byron Stingily,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Amon Düül,
Alison Limerick,
Harmonia,
FM Einheit,
Pantytec,
The Monochrome Set,
Swans,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Machine,
Organ,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oneida,
Robert Wyatt,
Magazine,
Deadbeat,
Warren Ellis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jandek,
Scott Walker,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wings,
X-Ray Spex,
The Birthday Party,
Mad Mike,
Gichy Dan,
The Human League,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Mills,
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.