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 Belize and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ash Ra Tempel 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 rhodes 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 sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Gang of Four,
K-Klass,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tomorrow,
AZ,
Essential Logic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Wyatt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fire Engines,
Urselle,
Simply Red,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-102,
Alice Coltrane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lightning Bolt,
Fatback Band,
Vainqueur,
The Cowsills,
The New Christs,
Kerri Chandler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Babytalk,
These Immortal Souls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Birthday Party,
Procol Harum,
Monolake,
PIL,
Max Romeo,
B.T. Express,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Duran Duran,
Joey Negro,
DJ Sneak,
the Soft Cell,
H. Thieme,
John Cale,
Inner City,
Flipper,
Angry Samoans,
Average White Band,
Lyres,
The Motions,
Lalann,
Infiniti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mark Hollis,
Roxette,
Schoolly D,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sound Behaviour,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.