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 Libya and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 MDC to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Terry,
Interpol,
Sun City Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Joe Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Thee Headcoats,
Barrington Levy,
Maleditus Sound,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
The Tremeloes,
Nik Kershaw,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
U.S. Maple,
Ohio Players,
John Lydon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harry Pussy,
The Durutti Column,
Das Ding,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
The Standells,
Blake Baxter,
The Grass Roots,
Porter Ricks,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cheater Slicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oblivians,
The Techniques,
Faust,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
One Last Wish,
Quadrant,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Pus,
Popol Vuh,
the Normal,
Massinfluence,
This Heat,
Easy Going,
Country Teasers,
Nas,
Half Japanese,
The Martian,
The Slackers,
John Coltrane,
Whodini,
Throbbing Gristle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
Gong,
The Young Rascals,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.