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 Kuwait and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro 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 June of 44 to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Lightning Bolt,
L. Decosne,
OOIOO,
The Leaves,
Amon Düül,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
The Angels of Light,
The Grass Roots,
China Crisis,
B.T. Express,
Barry Ungar,
Nils Olav,
Cybotron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Move,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T. Rex,
Quando Quango,
Kayak,
LL Cool J,
Adolescents,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
The Monochrome Set,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fluxion,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bluetip,
Livin' Joy,
Pantaleimon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wasted Youth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fugs,
Cal Tjader,
Wolf Eyes,
Surgeon,
Connie Case,
48th St. Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fela Kuti,
John Coltrane,
Sun City Girls,
The Associates,
Joy Division,
Gichy Dan,
The Martian,
Interpol,
Malaria!,
Danielle Patucci,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blancmange,
the Soft Cell,
Anakelly,
Alton Ellis,
The Count Five,
Sonic Youth,
Joey Negro,
cv313,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.