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 Norway and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a theremin 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 clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nils Olav,
Adolescents,
Mo-Dettes,
Parry Music,
the Human League,
Agitation Free,
Eric Dolphy,
New Age Steppers,
Bootsy Collins,
Essential Logic,
Hasil Adkins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scratch Acid,
Slave,
The Wake,
MC5,
Jawbox,
The Buckinghams,
Swans,
The Martian,
Minor Threat,
The Invisible,
Gong,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Byrd,
Neil Young,
The Walker Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cowsills,
Subhumans,
the Soft Cell,
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Slackers,
Flipper,
John Lydon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brass Construction,
Make Up,
LL Cool J,
Q65,
Lou Reed,
Amazonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Motions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Clear Light,
Crispian St. Peters,
Howard Jones,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Gang Dance,
K-Klass,
Jacob Miller,
Ken Boothe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.