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 Austria and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Young Rascals to the disco 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace 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?
Ronnie Foster,
Bronski Beat,
The Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Goldenarms,
The Seeds,
Faraquet,
Skaos,
T. Rex,
John Holt,
Los Fastidios,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Y Pants,
Kerri Chandler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Porter Ricks,
Mark Hollis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Von Mondo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drexciya,
Arthur Verocai,
Soulsonic Force,
OOIOO,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ossler,
Q65,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gories,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stetsasonic,
Janne Schatter,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
Gang Starr,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Anthony Braxton,
Skriet,
The Offenders,
Bob Dylan,
World's Most,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tropical Tobacco,
Neil Young,
Tres Demented,
The Motions,
Sun City Girls,
Wire,
Fatback Band,
The Gun Club,
One Last Wish,
Joyce Sims,
Slave,
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.