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 Lithuania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Easy Going to the funk 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Brothers Johnson,
Dave Gahan,
Monks,
Franke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Derrick May,
Susan Cadogan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scientists,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Grass Roots,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
This Heat,
Reagan Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
KRS-One,
Aloha Tigers,
Grauzone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barry Ungar,
The Gladiators,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
T. Rex,
Agitation Free,
Kurtis Blow,
Skaos,
Amazonics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker,
Outsiders,
Duran Duran,
Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
The Blackbyrds,
Rapeman,
Wasted Youth,
Stiv Bators,
Mad Mike,
Sister Nancy,
Schoolly D,
Blossom Toes,
The Gap Band,
Lucky Dragons,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Kinks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Todd Rundgren,
Interpol,
The Dead C,
Easy Going,
The Cramps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
48th St. Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.