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 Togo and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Holger Czukay 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 Brothers Johnson to the electroclash 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Donald Byrd,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Byrd,
Todd Terry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warren Ellis,
The Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Smooth,
the Germs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sällskapet,
Delta 5,
Eve St. Jones,
Khruangbin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Metal Thangz,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Knickerbockers,
Neu!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Loose Ends,
Buzzcocks,
The Divine Comedy,
Minor Threat,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Red Krayola,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
Cameo,
Roxy Music,
The Residents,
Radio Birdman,
Robert Hood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terry Callier,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Public Enemy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minnie Riperton,
Excepter,
The Buckinghams,
Matthew Bourne,
Isaac Hayes,
The Smiths,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker,
The Saints,
Leonard Cohen,
Kas Product,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Das Ding,
The Litter,
the Sonics,
Lindisfarne,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.