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 Oman and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Minny Pops 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Juan Atkins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Circle Jerks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Animal Collective,
Kaleidoscope,
The Smiths,
Mission of Burma,
The Monochrome Set,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camberwell Now,
Public Enemy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
Rosa Yemen,
Aswad,
Crash Course in Science,
The Knickerbockers,
Pole,
Soul II Soul,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Byron Stingily,
Scott Walker,
Sparks,
The Index,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sällskapet,
Organ,
Bang On A Can,
Barrington Levy,
Massinfluence,
Magazine,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Searchers,
The Smoke,
Suicide,
Joe Smooth,
Marvin Gaye,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeff Mills,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aaron Thompson,
Underground Resistance,
Fela Kuti,
Altered Images,
Theoretical Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sandy B,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy,
The Modern Lovers,
Bronski Beat,
Ken Boothe,
Rapeman,
Jacob Miller,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.