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 Egypt and from Lyon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Icehouse to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet 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 clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Birthday Party,
The Leaves,
Black Bananas,
Subhumans,
Girls At Our Best!,
Popol Vuh,
Kool Moe Dee,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pylon,
K-Klass,
Joy Division,
Suburban Knight,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry,
Minny Pops,
Infiniti,
Albert Ayler,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Womack,
Magazine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Amon Düül,
John Lydon,
LL Cool J,
Erasure,
Gastr Del Sol,
Radiohead,
The Barracudas,
The Sonics,
Banda Bassotti,
John Foxx,
The Dead C,
Hashim,
Fear,
These Immortal Souls,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Germs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barclay James Harvest,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Dolphy,
Quando Quango,
The Knickerbockers,
Adolescents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Y Pants,
Letta Mbulu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fire Engines,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Iggy Pop,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.