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 Austria and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Dennis Brown to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin 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 sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Style,
Hasil Adkins,
Groovy Waters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rotary Connection,
Little Man,
The Skatalites,
Eric Copeland,
UT,
Pulsallama,
Stockholm Monsters,
Swell Maps,
the Slits,
Brass Construction,
Visage,
The Names,
Neil Young,
Ken Boothe,
Jawbox,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sister Nancy,
X-101,
Joe Finger,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barbara Tucker,
China Crisis,
Au Pairs,
Alton Ellis,
Crispy Ambulance,
AZ,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Searchers,
Funkadelic,
Aswad,
Patti Smith,
Sun City Girls,
Joy Division,
Rod Modell,
The Standells,
The Motions,
Deakin,
Lucky Dragons,
Hashim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Das Ding,
The Monks,
Inner City,
Michelle Simonal,
David McCallum,
Average White Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Techniques,
Desert Stars,
X-102,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.