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 Sierra Leone and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Depeche Mode to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brick,
Qualms,
Ralphi Rosario,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Leonard Cohen,
Aloha Tigers,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
The Zeros,
Hot Snakes,
Bush Tetras,
Gang Starr,
Popol Vuh,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Womack,
Gang Gang Dance,
Prince Buster,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang of Four,
Subhumans,
The Move,
Hardrive,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
Sexual Harrassment,
Zero Boys,
the Slits,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
Panda Bear,
The Sound,
Swans,
Lindisfarne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skarface,
Judy Mowatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sixth Finger,
Deakin,
Country Teasers,
The Barracudas,
Hashim,
Bill Near,
Kenny Larkin,
The Techniques,
Nation of Ulysses,
Q65,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Byron Stingily,
Smog,
Cybotron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tom Boy,
Underground Resistance,
The Leaves,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.