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 Tajikistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Bizarre Inc. to the electroclash 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
The Count Five,
The Selecter,
Rekid,
Eve St. Jones,
Aaron Thompson,
T.S.O.L.,
Wire,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nirvana,
Sun City Girls,
Goldenarms,
Man Eating Sloth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Procol Harum,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Section 25,
Oneida,
Negative Approach,
Black Bananas,
Scientists,
Nas,
Joy Division,
Ten City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Niagra,
Peter and Kerry,
Eurythmics,
Half Japanese,
Excepter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Accadde A,
Tomorrow,
Camouflage,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed,
Slick Rick,
The Fugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Fatback Band,
June Days,
Yaz,
Minny Pops,
The Raincoats,
Yazoo,
Ornette Coleman,
Sarah Menescal,
In Retrospect,
Jerry Gold Smith,
R.M.O.,
the Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang of Four,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Copeland,
Aloha Tigers,
Main Source,
48th St. Collective,
The Names,
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.