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 Finland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin 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 ABBA to the grime 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Alarm Clocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skarface,
Mission of Burma,
Eric Copeland,
Smog,
Tomorrow,
The Busters,
a-ha,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hasil Adkins,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott Heron,
Godley & Creme,
Cybotron,
Lindisfarne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dead Boys,
Technova,
Roxy Music,
Sugar Minott,
F. McDonald,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Golliwogs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
La Düsseldorf,
Vainqueur,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soft Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
The Searchers,
Lyres,
10cc,
Ken Boothe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blancmange,
Alice Coltrane,
Section 25,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cure,
Marine Girls,
Ten City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Subhumans,
Scion,
Derrick May,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fad Gadget,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bush Tetras,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.