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 Papua New Guinea and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool Moe Dee to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba 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 rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
the Germs,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pantaleimon,
The Monochrome Set,
The Star Department,
The Gun Club,
Zero Boys,
Lyres,
Erykah Badu,
Bluetip,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Mummies,
Moby Grape,
Lalo Schifrin,
Los Fastidios,
Yusef Lateef,
Vladislav Delay,
Stereo Dub,
Excepter,
Urselle,
Lou Christie,
Bad Manners,
Don Cherry,
Wally Richardson,
Janne Schatter,
Sight & Sound,
X-101,
Leonard Cohen,
Pagans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Von Mondo,
Henry Cow,
Motorama,
Albert Ayler,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television Personalities,
AZ,
The Zeros,
the Soft Cell,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Foxx,
Derrick Morgan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Kinks,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
Rites of Spring,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Blues Magoos,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camouflage,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Angry Samoans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.