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 Uzbekistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Anakelly to the crunk 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe 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 organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Morten Harket,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
Susan Cadogan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pierre Henry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vladislav Delay,
Malaria!,
Excepter,
Eurythmics,
Slick Rick,
Barrington Levy,
Nick Fraelich,
John Coltrane,
Arcadia,
The Remains,
Frankie Knuckles,
Funky Four + One,
The Busters,
Index,
the Bar-Kays,
Mandrill,
Fluxion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris Corsano,
Rekid,
Mark Hollis,
Roger Hodgson,
Simply Red,
Animal Collective,
Arab on Radar,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aaron Thompson,
Suicide,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
Brass Construction,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Aural Exciters,
Erykah Badu,
Andrew Hill,
L. Decosne,
Television Personalities,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faraquet,
Vainqueur,
Suburban Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Pantytec,
The Residents,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scientists,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Newcleus,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.