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 Eritrea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ten City to the grunge 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb 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 rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Popol Vuh,
Chrome,
Drive Like Jehu,
Laurel Aitken,
The American Breed,
Eric Dolphy,
The Raincoats,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chris & Cosey,
Glambeats Corp.,
Banda Bassotti,
The Gap Band,
Brass Construction,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Delta 5,
Thee Headcoats,
Boredoms,
Peter & Gordon,
Bush Tetras,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Shoche,
John Holt,
The Music Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stetsasonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gong,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Wyatt,
Monolake,
X-101,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Swell Maps,
The Mojo Men,
Funkadelic,
Barbara Tucker,
Joe Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Groovy Waters,
The Seeds,
Johnny Clarke,
Andrew Hill,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Model 500,
Deepchord,
the Normal,
Bobby Sherman,
Alton Ellis,
Pulsallama,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mark Hollis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fatback Band,
Donald Byrd,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.