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 Guyana and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 In Retrospect to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron 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 rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
the Normal,
Guru Guru,
Grauzone,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Archie Shepp,
David McCallum,
Cybotron,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dark Day,
Pussy Galore,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Liliput,
Ultravox,
Neil Young,
Das Ding,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dave Gahan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Darondo,
Yazoo,
The Raincoats,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gabor Szabo,
Stockholm Monsters,
T. Rex,
Gong,
Ituana,
Aswad,
Lebanon Hanover,
Suicide,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Flash Fearless,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Thompson Twins,
In Retrospect,
Kas Product,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eli Mardock,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Saints,
The Music Machine,
Main Source,
Index,
Ornette Coleman,
Q65,
The Modern Lovers,
Henry Cow,
Niagra,
Banda Bassotti,
Byron Stingily,
The Tremeloes,
Ken Boothe,
Bad Manners,
Chris Corsano,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.