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 Yemen and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Charles Mingus to the dance 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
Ten City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Q and Not U,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brothers Johnson,
Al Stewart,
DNA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mojo Men,
Max Romeo,
the Bar-Kays,
Pierre Henry,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Wyatt,
The Leaves,
Sugar Minott,
Banda Bassotti,
Ornette Coleman,
Neu!,
Wally Richardson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deepchord,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Mark Hollis,
Lyres,
Reuben Wilson,
Main Source,
a-ha,
Yazoo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Foxx,
Johnny Clarke,
Wolf Eyes,
Theoretical Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Misunderstood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moody Blues,
Aural Exciters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Godley & Creme,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nirvana,
Iggy Pop,
Chris Corsano,
The Black Dice,
Bill Wells,
The Raincoats,
Warsaw,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Das Ding,
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.