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 Tuvalu and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the crunk 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Vogues,
Sam Rivers,
Juan Atkins,
June of 44,
Carl Craig,
Slick Rick,
Boz Scaggs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Copeland,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Al Stewart,
The J.B.'s,
Subhumans,
Rakim,
Basic Channel,
Hoover,
The Doors,
Soul II Soul,
Cymande,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun City Girls,
Fluxion,
Schoolly D,
Eden Ahbez,
Deepchord,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Mills,
Sixth Finger,
T. Rex,
Ohio Players,
Roger Hodgson,
Television,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DNA,
the Slits,
Bill Near,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül,
Yazoo,
Cecil Taylor,
The Red Krayola,
Oneida,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Gories,
The Martian,
Pantytec,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Skatalites,
Pharoah Sanders,
Saccharine Trust,
10cc,
Unwound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kurtis Blow,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.