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 Ivory Coast and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 United States of America to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stiv Bators,
The Birthday Party,
Flash Fearless,
Marmalade,
The Index,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Walker Brothers,
the Germs,
Livin' Joy,
The Associates,
The Trojans,
Simply Red,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
JFA,
The Evens,
Moby Grape,
Can,
Main Source,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Hood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nik Kershaw,
The Seeds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Association,
Boredoms,
Harmonia,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Todd Rundgren,
Yazoo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
Archie Shepp,
The United States of America,
T. Rex,
Das Ding,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sound,
Todd Terry,
Royal Trux,
The Remains,
Eden Ahbez,
Danielle Patucci,
Aaron Thompson,
Saccharine Trust,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Young Rascals,
The Blackbyrds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultravox,
Max Romeo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Toni Rubio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eli Mardock,
David Axelrod,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.