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 Niger and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ultravox to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
The Moody Blues,
Quadrant,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
Wings,
Drexciya,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Sonics,
Lower 48,
John Coltrane,
Little Man,
Brick,
Ultra Naté,
Guru Guru,
Ronan,
The Doors,
Ornette Coleman,
the Fania All-Stars,
Amazonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Model 500,
Ossler,
New Order,
The United States of America,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mandrill,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flipper,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lalann,
Nirvana,
Todd Rundgren,
Shoche,
Pole,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dennis Brown,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantytec,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Darondo,
La Düsseldorf,
Scott Walker,
The Vogues,
Rod Modell,
Alphaville,
Crispian St. Peters,
Iggy Pop,
Sun City Girls,
The Young Rascals,
Infiniti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scrapy,
Joy Division,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.