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 United States and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 spring reverb and an oboe 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 spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sonic Youth,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Zero Boys,
Patti Smith,
The Raincoats,
UT,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
China Crisis,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
Aural Exciters,
Mars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
The Star Department,
Peter & Gordon,
The Kinks,
Toni Rubio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Shuggie Otis,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Guru Guru,
Vladislav Delay,
Magazine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
In Retrospect,
X-102,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joy Division,
The Pop Group,
The Trojans,
Country Teasers,
The Last Poets,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare,
Minnie Riperton,
D'Angelo,
Moebius,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Starr,
Das Ding,
FM Einheit,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker,
Wings,
Main Source,
Bobby Womack,
The Blackbyrds,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.