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 Venezuela and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Fugazi to the rock 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sound Behaviour,
Oblivians,
Suicide,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rekid,
The Cure,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
The New Christs,
The Tremeloes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erasure,
Bobby Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minor Threat,
Slave,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yaz,
cv313,
Drive Like Jehu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Angry Samoans,
Talk Talk,
Kerrie Biddell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Davy DMX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
D'Angelo,
The Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gladiators,
Charles Mingus,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
Bronski Beat,
Deakin,
The Birthday Party,
OOIOO,
Pole,
Marine Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Arthur Verocai,
CMW,
Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
David Bowie,
Motorama,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Seeds,
Flipper,
Wasted Youth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Khruangbin,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.