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 Sweden and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Iggy Pop 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Radio Birdman,
Groovy Waters,
the Sonics,
KRS-One,
Audionom,
Kayak,
Soft Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lungfish,
These Immortal Souls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New York Dolls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Smog,
Fluxion,
Ralphi Rosario,
Icehouse,
Delta 5,
Trumans Water,
Stetsasonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rakim,
Pulsallama,
Desert Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Alice Coltrane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare,
Fear,
Magma,
Sällskapet,
Cheater Slicks,
Au Pairs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alton Ellis,
The Fire Engines,
Harry Pussy,
Josef K,
Connie Case,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oneida,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Basic Channel,
The Selecter,
Quando Quango,
10cc,
The Residents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra,
B.T. Express,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.