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 Mauritania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Robert Palmer 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Essential Logic,
Brass Construction,
Idris Muhammad,
James White and The Blacks,
The Stooges,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Symarip,
The Walker Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
Technova,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tommy Roe,
Tom Boy,
Faraquet,
Prince Buster,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
Gichy Dan,
Bill Wells,
The United States of America,
Hashim,
Rites of Spring,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mojo Men,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Happenings,
Bronski Beat,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül II,
Jacob Miller,
Television Personalities,
Infiniti,
Aloha Tigers,
Minny Pops,
kango's stein massive,
MC5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scratch Acid,
A Certain Ratio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Kinks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dennis Brown,
Jawbox,
Sixth Finger,
Masters at Work,
Peter & Gordon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Severed Heads,
Wolf Eyes,
Aural Exciters,
Black Bananas,
Warren Ellis,
The Motions,
Lou Reed,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.