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 Korea North and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
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 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 Organ to the techno 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Spoonie Gee,
Arcadia,
Anakelly,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Con Funk Shun,
Essential Logic,
Ice-T,
Radiohead,
Alice Coltrane,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suburban Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Offenders,
Bang On A Can,
Chris Corsano,
Ultimate Spinach,
Procol Harum,
Harry Pussy,
Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Marmalade,
Reagan Youth,
Darondo,
Ohio Players,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rotary Connection,
The Smoke,
Cymande,
Mandrill,
Brothers Johnson,
The Real Kids,
June of 44,
Roy Ayers,
The Cramps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rufus Thomas,
Malaria!,
Minnie Riperton,
The Raincoats,
Fat Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Siglo XX,
Ultravox,
Sugar Minott,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Toasters,
Can,
The United States of America,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Drexciya,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Index,
Fear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.