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 Cape Verde and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mantronix to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Chris Corsano,
Au Pairs,
The Zeros,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lower 48,
Audionom,
Aswad,
The Fuzztones,
Joyce Sims,
Scan 7,
Rufus Thomas,
ABC,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Christie,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxy Music,
Wally Richardson,
The Happenings,
Sandy B,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scientists,
Neil Young,
The American Breed,
The Invisible,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
Pere Ubu,
Adolescents,
The Litter,
DNA,
Godley & Creme,
Anthony Braxton,
Drive Like Jehu,
K-Klass,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Red Krayola,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skaos,
Radio Birdman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eli Mardock,
Joe Finger,
Deakin,
Ralphi Rosario,
Television,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lucky Dragons,
B.T. Express,
The Pretty Things,
Grey Daturas,
Donald Byrd,
JFA,
Marvin Gaye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marmalade,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ken Boothe,
D'Angelo,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.