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 Ireland and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Black Flag,
Quadrant,
Ultra Naté,
The Buckinghams,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Neu!,
New Order,
Colin Newman,
Stockholm Monsters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jacques Brel,
Charles Mingus,
The Associates,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül II,
Joey Negro,
Ludus,
Warsaw,
The Mojo Men,
Wasted Youth,
Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radio Birdman,
Sandy B,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Bourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mad Mike,
The Residents,
cv313,
a-ha,
Sister Nancy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Slits,
Fatback Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gong,
Vainqueur,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Evens,
Nas,
Yusef Lateef,
Lyres,
Inner City,
Fear,
The Golliwogs,
Skriet,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Teasers,
Scratch Acid,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alton Ellis,
The J.B.'s,
Guru Guru,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.