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 Somalia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 June of 44 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare,
In Retrospect,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T. Rex,
Mad Mike,
Agitation Free,
The Young Rascals,
Yusef Lateef,
The Stooges,
Alton Ellis,
The Mojo Men,
The Zeros,
The Fugs,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Monolake,
Oblivians,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Searchers,
The Gladiators,
Nico,
Robert Görl,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Fraelich,
Deakin,
Sandy B,
Roxy Music,
Pantytec,
Mantronix,
Fat Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Marvin Gaye,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Metal Thangz,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Joe Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Patti Smith,
Basic Channel,
Average White Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Magazine,
Minnie Riperton,
Can,
X-Ray Spex,
Underground Resistance,
Boredoms,
Marshall Jefferson,
Babytalk,
The Gap Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Graham Central Station,
The Leaves,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.