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 Malaysia and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül,
Letta Mbulu,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rod Modell,
X-102,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gories,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deakin,
Fad Gadget,
Yaz,
Wolf Eyes,
Silicon Teens,
Chrome,
Bad Manners,
In Retrospect,
The Barracudas,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nico,
the Human League,
Moss Icon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fugazi,
Average White Band,
Piero Umiliani,
MC5,
Easy Going,
Monolake,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fugs,
Guru Guru,
Quadrant,
The Cramps,
Altered Images,
Jerry's Kids,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Al Stewart,
Stereo Dub,
Erasure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Residents,
Carl Craig,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aaron Thompson,
Erykah Badu,
Dave Gahan,
Junior Murvin,
Zero Boys,
AZ,
Brand Nubian,
Delon & Dalcan,
Procol Harum,
FM Einheit,
Scott Walker,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Görl,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nik Kershaw,
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.