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 Palau and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Music Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Gories,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Banda Bassotti,
a-ha,
Das Ding,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Starr,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aural Exciters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Reagan Youth,
Mad Mike,
The Human League,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
KRS-One,
Flipper,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
The Cramps,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra,
One Last Wish,
Clear Light,
Mo-Dettes,
The American Breed,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Standells,
Silicon Teens,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lyres,
The Knickerbockers,
Mission of Burma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Martian,
MC5,
the Sonics,
Roxette,
Ohio Players,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pantytec,
Ronnie Foster,
The Golliwogs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cal Tjader,
Oblivians,
Prince Buster,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moebius,
The Residents,
Bill Wells,
John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
Organ,
Gang Gang Dance,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.