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 Macedonia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Janne Schatter to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 oboe and an arpeggiator 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 spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Mantronix,
Tomorrow,
Jacob Miller,
June of 44,
June Days,
Scion,
Schoolly D,
Robert Hood,
The Slackers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Bananas,
Todd Rundgren,
Eurythmics,
Stiv Bators,
Joy Division,
The Angels of Light,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Swell Maps,
Black Pus,
Erasure,
Lee Hazlewood,
Althea and Donna,
Liliput,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Kinks,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
World's Most,
Brass Construction,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Leaves,
Rekid,
The Raincoats,
F. McDonald,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Glenn Branca,
Eli Mardock,
Blake Baxter,
Ultra Naté,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cowsills,
Joyce Sims,
Youth Brigade,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Womack,
Urselle,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Germs,
Khruangbin,
Gang Green,
the Slits,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.