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 Mozambique and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the dance 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Offenders,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lungfish,
Grey Daturas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter and Kerry,
D'Angelo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Excepter,
Sun Ra,
Scion,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Outsiders,
Joy Division,
The Buckinghams,
One Last Wish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bluetip,
Motorama,
Franke,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Womack,
Lyres,
Theoretical Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Hashim,
Todd Rundgren,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Smoke,
This Heat,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Absolute Body Control,
Marmalade,
Charles Mingus,
the Fania All-Stars,
Byron Stingily,
Susan Cadogan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tom Boy,
The Names,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
Wings,
48th St. Collective,
Skarface,
Sonny Sharrock,
Inner City,
Alton Ellis,
ABBA,
Spandau Ballet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Five Americans,
Scott Walker,
Black Moon,
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.