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 Mauritius and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 The Martian to the rap 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a linndrum 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 snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Section 25,
Blancmange,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pierre Henry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siglo XX,
Aswad,
Mission of Burma,
Silicon Teens,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roxette,
Pylon,
Monolake,
Heaven 17,
Popol Vuh,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Don Cherry,
Underground Resistance,
Rapeman,
Pantaleimon,
New Age Steppers,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Qualms,
The Tremeloes,
PIL,
Brick,
CMW,
Groovy Waters,
Suburban Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Excepter,
Tears for Fears,
Junior Murvin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
The Count Five,
The Zeros,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Index,
Skarface,
the Normal,
Sonic Youth,
Ultravox,
Magazine,
Tomorrow,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Soul II Soul,
Janne Schatter,
Stiv Bators,
the Bar-Kays,
Yellowson,
Moby Grape,
ABC,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.