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 Paraguay and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Basic Channel to the rock 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a marimba 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 snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Darondo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Second Layer,
The Neon Judgement,
EPMD,
Average White Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Oneida,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radiohead,
Saccharine Trust,
Arab on Radar,
Ten City,
Matthew Bourne,
The Stooges,
Television,
Altered Images,
Flipper,
Albert Ayler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Residents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Outsiders,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Babytalk,
Marc Almond,
Masters at Work,
John Lydon,
The Fall,
Black Pus,
Crash Course in Science,
Accadde A,
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Symarip,
Nico,
Peter & Gordon,
Moebius,
Mission of Burma,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soulsonic Force,
Gong,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül,
The Cowsills,
The Fuzztones,
Dual Sessions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Adolescents,
Slick Rick,
Quando Quango,
Sixth Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grey Daturas,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
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.