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 Lithuania and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin 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 Jeff Lynne to the jazz 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro 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 organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
John Foxx,
The Cowsills,
The Birthday Party,
the Human League,
Cameo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Crime,
a-ha,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flipper,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Age Steppers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bill Near,
Derrick May,
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gladiators,
F. McDonald,
Goldenarms,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Doors,
Minnie Riperton,
Fluxion,
H. Thieme,
Arthur Verocai,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hoover,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jacques Brel,
New Order,
Q and Not U,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Skarface,
DJ Style,
Fifty Foot Hose,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Evens,
T. Rex,
The Kinks,
Index,
Dorothy Ashby,
CMW,
Television Personalities,
Saccharine Trust,
Scrapy,
Half Japanese,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ken Boothe,
Eden Ahbez,
Carl Craig,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.