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 Belgium and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eli Mardock to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Golliwogs,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stereo Dub,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Sex Pistols,
cv313,
The Associates,
Simply Red,
Connie Case,
Barry Ungar,
Cecil Taylor,
the Sonics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eurythmics,
Leonard Cohen,
Infiniti,
The Divine Comedy,
Junior Murvin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radiohead,
Magma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deepchord,
Black Sheep,
Circle Jerks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dual Sessions,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül II,
Deakin,
Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
Oneida,
10cc,
This Heat,
Unrelated Segments,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cramps,
Robert Hood,
Rakim,
Yellowson,
Eden Ahbez,
Arab on Radar,
The Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
The Techniques,
Fear,
Henry Cow,
Aural Exciters,
Q and Not U,
The Tremeloes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Quando Quango,
Television,
Reagan Youth,
Max Romeo,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.