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 Indonesia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kenny Larkin 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 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 guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Bauhaus,
The Smoke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The United States of America,
Thee Headcoats,
Subhumans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bill Wells,
Scott Walker,
DNA,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Litter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Roger Hodgson,
Gabor Szabo,
The Selecter,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Leonard Cohen,
Vainqueur,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Birthday Party,
Magma,
The Golliwogs,
X-101,
Tom Boy,
Barry Ungar,
The Fuzztones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
H. Thieme,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Howard Jones,
The New Christs,
Soul II Soul,
The Cowsills,
Reagan Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Ultimate Spinach,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sällskapet,
Ronan,
Amazonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Piero Umiliani,
X-Ray Spex,
Livin' Joy,
Soft Cell,
B.T. Express,
Carl Craig,
June Days,
Flipper,
Bobby Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joy Division,
Moby Grape,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.