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 Taiwan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Janne Schatter to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare 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 linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Harmonia,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visage,
Lakeside,
Minnie Riperton,
Mandrill,
Marvin Gaye,
The Evens,
The Gun Club,
Reagan Youth,
Pere Ubu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Residents,
Deadbeat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ponytail,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Nas,
the Sonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül II,
Skarface,
The Slackers,
The Remains,
D'Angelo,
Aswad,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
The Knickerbockers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Motions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bauhaus,
Michelle Simonal,
Lindisfarne,
The Gories,
ABC,
The Sonics,
Loose Ends,
The Martian,
Half Japanese,
The Busters,
Derrick May,
Warsaw,
Saccharine Trust,
Basic Channel,
Boz Scaggs,
Camberwell Now,
Nick Fraelich,
Public Image Ltd.,
Con Funk Shun,
The Alarm Clocks,
Subhumans,
Agent Orange,
Erasure,
The Victims,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.