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 Egypt and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Joey Negro to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marc Almond,
The Pretty Things,
Magma,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
Surgeon,
Babytalk,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
The Leaves,
Jeff Mills,
Donald Byrd,
Oneida,
Dennis Brown,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Enemy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stiv Bators,
Davy DMX,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Groovy Waters,
The Searchers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Intrusion,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Sherman,
Carl Craig,
Sam Rivers,
Massinfluence,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heaven 17,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
China Crisis,
Livin' Joy,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra,
Black Bananas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Basic Channel,
Letta Mbulu,
The Victims,
Royal Trux,
Todd Terry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skarface,
The Grass Roots,
Trumans Water,
Animal Collective,
Chrome,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nils Olav,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
cv313,
The New Christs,
Accadde A,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.