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 Maldives and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 John Coltrane to the funk 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes 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 oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Eric Dolphy,
David Bowie,
Wally Richardson,
Siglo XX,
Connie Case,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Zeros,
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hardrive,
The Durutti Column,
The Star Department,
Fad Gadget,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mummies,
Lee Hazlewood,
Morten Harket,
Yellowson,
Motorama,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Absolute Body Control,
Magazine,
Metal Thangz,
Royal Trux,
Anakelly,
Bobby Womack,
Fatback Band,
Sun Ra,
Bang On A Can,
This Heat,
Jeff Lynne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
China Crisis,
The Motions,
Chrome,
Eurythmics,
Kaleidoscope,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fear,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Iggy Pop,
L. Decosne,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Coltrane,
EPMD,
New York Dolls,
Sandy B,
Soft Machine,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.