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 San Marino and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Lydon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Faust,
JFA,
Nik Kershaw,
The Blackbyrds,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Massinfluence,
Kayak,
Loose Ends,
8 Eyed Spy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Adolescents,
Boz Scaggs,
Television,
Black Sheep,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amazonics,
Scrapy,
John Cale,
Easy Going,
The Residents,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eve St. Jones,
Los Fastidios,
Sound Behaviour,
Visage,
Qualms,
Roxy Music,
The Velvet Underground,
The Mummies,
The Smoke,
Whodini,
Pylon,
Deepchord,
Leonard Cohen,
Donny Hathaway,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Das Ding,
Alison Limerick,
Deakin,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeff Lynne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Darondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Joe Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Guru Guru,
Slave,
The Gladiators,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.