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 Mauritius and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ 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 The Monks to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Surgeon,
Absolute Body Control,
Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
JFA,
The Skatalites,
Henry Cow,
The Toasters,
Average White Band,
Jandek,
Fugazi,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Das Ding,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gichy Dan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barrington Levy,
Yaz,
Derrick Morgan,
Matthew Bourne,
The Seeds,
Davy DMX,
Arab on Radar,
Sam Rivers,
The Happenings,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Mills,
Aaron Thompson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scratch Acid,
Suburban Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Basic Channel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Cale,
Jacob Miller,
Sister Nancy,
Flash Fearless,
Roger Hodgson,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eddi Front,
Urselle,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Desert Stars,
Max Romeo,
Idris Muhammad,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Buzzcocks,
Wasted Youth,
The Walker Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Schoolly D,
Excepter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Junior Murvin,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.