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 Belgium and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Jawbox 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar 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 marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Television Personalities,
Deepchord,
Ice-T,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Offenders,
Piero Umiliani,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pole,
Animal Collective,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brothers Johnson,
Swans,
Bobby Womack,
The Mummies,
Y Pants,
Marvin Gaye,
Main Source,
Monks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stereo Dub,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fortunes,
Amon Düül II,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marine Girls,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Popol Vuh,
Moby Grape,
Steve Hackett,
Boogie Down Productions,
AZ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eli Mardock,
Khruangbin,
Index,
The Invisible,
Derrick Morgan,
Theoretical Girls,
The Motions,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Neon Judgement,
Thee Headcoats,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ornette Coleman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Whodini,
Au Pairs,
A Certain Ratio,
JFA,
The Sonics,
The Techniques,
X-Ray Spex,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.