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 New Zealand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 8 Eyed Spy to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a linndrum 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 mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Zero Boys,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy Collins,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Porter Ricks,
The Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
Audionom,
Heaven 17,
Stereo Dub,
Ultravox,
E-Dancer,
Metal Thangz,
Mandrill,
Absolute Body Control,
Liliput,
Rotary Connection,
Negative Approach,
The Pretty Things,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wasted Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Searchers,
Derrick Morgan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Smog,
Surgeon,
June Days,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Adolescents,
The Human League,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wolf Eyes,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Newcleus,
Scientists,
Hashim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Arab on Radar,
The Associates,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Intrusion,
Erasure,
The Busters,
F. McDonald,
The Electric Prunes,
Main Source,
Kurtis Blow,
Organ,
The Moleskins,
Funkadelic,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.