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 Comoros and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Germs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Bowie,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fear,
The Mummies,
Fatback Band,
Robert Hood,
Unrelated Segments,
ABC,
Boredoms,
Patti Smith,
The New Christs,
Dawn Penn,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Invisible,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Y Pants,
The Sonics,
Ice-T,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Easy Going,
Popol Vuh,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ten City,
Radiohead,
David McCallum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
Moby Grape,
Essential Logic,
Second Layer,
Slave,
Make Up,
Rekid,
Johnny Osbourne,
Youth Brigade,
Piero Umiliani,
The Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
The Index,
The Fugs,
The Gories,
China Crisis,
Jeff Mills,
Gabor Szabo,
Desert Stars,
The Doors,
cv313,
Drive Like Jehu,
Arab on Radar,
Spoonie Gee,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
AZ,
Loose Ends,
Vainqueur,
The United States of America,
Barry Ungar,
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.