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 Vietnam and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 Electric Prunes to the crunk 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ 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 spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiohead,
Joe Finger,
The Fuzztones,
Stereo Dub,
LL Cool J,
Ornette Coleman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris & Cosey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Trumans Water,
Hasil Adkins,
Groovy Waters,
Roger Hodgson,
Ossler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visage,
Mark Hollis,
Pylon,
Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mission of Burma,
Electric Prunes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hardrive,
Mandrill,
Los Fastidios,
Rosa Yemen,
Don Cherry,
Banda Bassotti,
ABBA,
Andrew Hill,
Camberwell Now,
Stockholm Monsters,
Japan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Zapp,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Grass Roots,
Slick Rick,
Half Japanese,
Nik Kershaw,
Ken Boothe,
Gichy Dan,
The Trojans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Iggy Pop,
Young Marble Giants,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Busters,
Sällskapet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Icehouse,
Pulsallama,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bootsy Collins,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.