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 St Kitts & Nevis 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force to the funk 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin 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 theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Sonic Youth,
June of 44,
Darondo,
X-101,
Magma,
UT,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
World's Most,
Mars,
Arab on Radar,
a-ha,
The Mojo Men,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brick,
Neil Young,
R.M.O.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Newcleus,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kayak,
The American Breed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Tremeloes,
Jacob Miller,
Al Stewart,
Rekid,
EPMD,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bill Near,
Ralphi Rosario,
Popol Vuh,
Sixth Finger,
Aswad,
Vainqueur,
Erykah Badu,
Pere Ubu,
F. McDonald,
Q and Not U,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Cell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dead Boys,
Nas,
The Fortunes,
The Names,
Theoretical Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
PIL,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
Lou Christie,
Roy Ayers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.