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 Monaco and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 Maleditus Sound to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe 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 mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Monolake,
The Birthday Party,
Model 500,
The Zeros,
Tubeway Army,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Lungfish,
Connie Case,
Heaven 17,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sam Rivers,
Schoolly D,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
Rapeman,
Suburban Knight,
Swell Maps,
Kerri Chandler,
Crash Course in Science,
Idris Muhammad,
Von Mondo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minor Threat,
Al Stewart,
John Holt,
The Fall,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Green,
One Last Wish,
Marcia Griffiths,
KRS-One,
Hardrive,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sight & Sound,
cv313,
Surgeon,
Godley & Creme,
Theoretical Girls,
Outsiders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Divine Comedy,
Babytalk,
Todd Rundgren,
Main Source,
Max Romeo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ice-T,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Flag,
Eric Dolphy,
Crime,
Robert Wyatt,
Anakelly,
Bill Near,
The Fugs,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.