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 Finland and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
AZ,
The Human League,
The Gories,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sonics,
Unwound,
MDC,
The Leaves,
Au Pairs,
Pole,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
The Tremeloes,
Anakelly,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Move,
Colin Newman,
Jeff Mills,
Quando Quango,
Stereo Dub,
Stiv Bators,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sällskapet,
Camouflage,
Visage,
Tubeway Army,
Deadbeat,
Main Source,
Tears for Fears,
Zapp,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Suburban Knight,
Pylon,
the Association,
The Blues Magoos,
Yaz,
The Slackers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cure,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
New York Dolls,
Joy Division,
Banda Bassotti,
The Vogues,
Idris Muhammad,
Sugar Minott,
Guru Guru,
Charles Mingus,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doors,
Pagans,
Supertramp,
The Fire Engines,
Ossler,
Adolescents,
the Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siglo XX,
Boredoms,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.