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 Honduras and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 John Lydon 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Fatback Band,
The Young Rascals,
Half Japanese,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lakeside,
U.S. Maple,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thee Headcoats,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alton Ellis,
CMW,
Animal Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Groovy Waters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Maleditus Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Soft Machine,
The Residents,
Hasil Adkins,
Eurythmics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dead C,
Alice Coltrane,
Kurtis Blow,
Buzzcocks,
The Busters,
Television Personalities,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bill Wells,
Reagan Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Freddie Wadling,
The Wake,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chrome,
ABC,
Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Real Kids,
The Trojans,
Lucky Dragons,
Bush Tetras,
Con Funk Shun,
Blancmange,
Infiniti,
Lou Christie,
Eddi Front,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Babytalk,
Michelle Simonal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sight & Sound,
The Zeros,
The Five Americans,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.