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 Vietnam and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nico to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Cymande,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Holt,
the Association,
Sex Pistols,
The Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Walker Brothers,
Stetsasonic,
Patti Smith,
Inner City,
Albert Ayler,
Ossler,
The Blackbyrds,
Motorama,
The Names,
EPMD,
Sarah Menescal,
Fatback Band,
The Pop Group,
the Human League,
K-Klass,
One Last Wish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kas Product,
Sister Nancy,
Chris Corsano,
The Searchers,
Sam Rivers,
Surgeon,
New York Dolls,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rotary Connection,
Audionom,
Aaron Thompson,
The Leaves,
the Bar-Kays,
Dual Sessions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Evens,
Pere Ubu,
The Offenders,
Roxy Music,
The Barracudas,
Arcadia,
Los Fastidios,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
Wally Richardson,
The Stooges,
Swell Maps,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Sherman,
Talk Talk,
Con Funk Shun,
Flash Fearless,
Theoretical Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.