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 Marshall Islands and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Boz Scaggs to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a sitar 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 theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sonics,
Inner City,
Banda Bassotti,
Von Mondo,
Agitation Free,
FM Einheit,
Sound Behaviour,
Nirvana,
Bang On A Can,
Icehouse,
The United States of America,
Trumans Water,
Rod Modell,
The Associates,
Little Man,
The Knickerbockers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Victims,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dead C,
Anakelly,
Urselle,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Duran Duran,
The Raincoats,
Rites of Spring,
Goldenarms,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Lynne,
Ornette Coleman,
In Retrospect,
Ultimate Spinach,
T.S.O.L.,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
the Association,
Neil Young,
Alphaville,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Five Americans,
a-ha,
Joensuu 1685,
China Crisis,
The Dirtbombs,
Eddi Front,
Interpol,
Davy DMX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ken Boothe,
Siglo XX,
Radiopuhelimet,
Niagra,
The Velvet Underground,
Livin' Joy,
Hashim,
Jacques Brel,
Erykah Badu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.