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 Belgium and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ituana to the rap 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a spring reverb 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 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Japan,
Hardrive,
Minny Pops,
Eric Copeland,
Spandau Ballet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boz Scaggs,
Cybotron,
Wally Richardson,
FM Einheit,
New Order,
Joe Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Black Moon,
Fugazi,
Excepter,
The Mummies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Little Man,
Das Ding,
Popol Vuh,
Smog,
Section 25,
The Invisible,
The Barracudas,
The Martian,
Jerry's Kids,
Fatback Band,
Joey Negro,
Pole,
Byron Stingily,
The Doors,
Kas Product,
The Names,
Schoolly D,
Johnny Osbourne,
Organ,
Dave Gahan,
Barbara Tucker,
Laurel Aitken,
Dual Sessions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Pop Group,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Offenders,
Blancmange,
Rapeman,
Flipper,
Unwound,
The J.B.'s,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Walker Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Monks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eli Mardock,
Yusef Lateef,
Alton Ellis,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.