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 Panama and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Slits to the techno 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro 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 spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
One Last Wish,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
Livin' Joy,
Mad Mike,
Juan Atkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Excepter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Infiniti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
June Days,
June of 44,
Leonard Cohen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dave Gahan,
Cymande,
John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Carl Craig,
Eric Copeland,
DJ Style,
The Pretty Things,
OOIOO,
Ronan,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Sherman,
The Residents,
Section 25,
Kas Product,
Wolf Eyes,
Wasted Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Joe Finger,
Drexciya,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Divine Comedy,
Pantytec,
The Black Dice,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Litter,
The Cramps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Connie Case,
Ohio Players,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vladislav Delay,
Von Mondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Sneak,
The Human League,
Metal Thangz,
Flipper,
10cc,
The Invisible,
the Bar-Kays,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.