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 Algeria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Blackbyrds to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Royal Trux,
The Motions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scientists,
Alphaville,
Porter Ricks,
Urselle,
Warsaw,
Interpol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Todd Rundgren,
Tres Demented,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Lydon,
Audionom,
The Buckinghams,
Organ,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Smooth,
Ossler,
Suburban Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Beau Brummels,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sparks,
The New Christs,
John Coltrane,
Oneida,
Rhythm & Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Big Daddy Kane,
Liliput,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Sherman,
Outsiders,
Derrick May,
Ken Boothe,
The Techniques,
Massinfluence,
Thee Headcoats,
Barclay James Harvest,
Patti Smith,
Scan 7,
Henry Cow,
Quantec,
Funkadelic,
Icehouse,
Grey Daturas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lucky Dragons,
The Move,
Aswad,
Kurtis Blow,
Smog,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.