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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Leonard Cohen,
Sarah Menescal,
Laurel Aitken,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bang On A Can,
Soft Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
cv313,
The Victims,
Joe Smooth,
Black Flag,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cal Tjader,
Man Parrish,
Mission of Burma,
The Invisible,
Quando Quango,
DNA,
The Stooges,
Bauhaus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
The Velvet Underground,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Piero Umiliani,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Ultravox,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick Morgan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wolf Eyes,
The Martian,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kayak,
Dave Gahan,
Terrestrial Tones,
CMW,
Model 500,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Surgeon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Susan Cadogan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.