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 Somalia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Index to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a güiro 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 güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Gang of Four,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Subhumans,
DJ Sneak,
Judy Mowatt,
Masters at Work,
Cal Tjader,
EPMD,
Average White Band,
The Monks,
The Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Qualms,
Piero Umiliani,
PIL,
The Gladiators,
Dave Gahan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wings,
Hardrive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tropical Tobacco,
UT,
John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
R.M.O.,
Animal Collective,
Can,
The Invisible,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rod Modell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T. Rex,
a-ha,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nik Kershaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Hood,
The Busters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Litter,
Mr. Review,
Cybotron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kaleidoscope,
Fatback Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sonics,
Oneida,
The Angels of Light,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.