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 Cyprus and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sexual Harrassment to the jazz 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ 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 linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Blossom Toes,
OOIOO,
U.S. Maple,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Seeds,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Surgeon,
These Immortal Souls,
Pantaleimon,
Panda Bear,
Isaac Hayes,
Bang On A Can,
Khruangbin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oneida,
Crooked Eye,
Boredoms,
The Standells,
Sexual Harrassment,
Funky Four + One,
June Days,
Mars,
kango's stein massive,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Pus,
The J.B.'s,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lower 48,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
Audionom,
The Count Five,
MDC,
Radio Birdman,
The Selecter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sandy B,
Todd Rundgren,
Slick Rick,
The Toasters,
The Motions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Kayak,
Marc Almond,
Motorama,
Sixth Finger,
Roxy Music,
Infiniti,
Moss Icon,
Janne Schatter,
Mo-Dettes,
James White and The Blacks,
Tears for Fears,
Boz Scaggs,
The Kinks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Man Parrish,
The Evens,
Stiv Bators,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.