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 Colombia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Eden Ahbez to the disco 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet 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 mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Visage,
Joyce Sims,
The Blackbyrds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Laurel Aitken,
Dawn Penn,
The Cure,
Yellowson,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doors,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Howard Jones,
Masters at Work,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marine Girls,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
AZ,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Whodini,
Rotary Connection,
Kaleidoscope,
Shoche,
Television,
Frankie Knuckles,
It's A Beautiful Day,
R.M.O.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Althea and Donna,
Slave,
Von Mondo,
Desert Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Certain Ratio,
Can,
The Victims,
Infiniti,
Alison Limerick,
Basic Channel,
Franke,
Judy Mowatt,
Prince Buster,
Patti Smith,
Kayak,
Jeff Mills,
Leonard Cohen,
LL Cool J,
Don Cherry,
X-102,
Deepchord,
Byron Stingily,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young,
Sparks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharoah Sanders,
EPMD,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.