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 Iceland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grime 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultra Naté,
Das Ding,
Minnie Riperton,
Neil Young,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monolake,
Skarface,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Siglo XX,
the Germs,
Malaria!,
Brass Construction,
Jandek,
Gastr Del Sol,
Juan Atkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
F. McDonald,
Max Romeo,
The Angels of Light,
Mo-Dettes,
Supertramp,
Yaz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slits,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Soft Machine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Newcleus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Don Cherry,
Anakelly,
Echospace,
T. Rex,
Rufus Thomas,
EPMD,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Whodini,
Black Pus,
Crime,
The Blues Magoos,
Radio Birdman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
China Crisis,
Index,
The Gap Band,
Mad Mike,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.