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 Romania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the dance 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Iggy Pop,
Radiopuhelimet,
Banda Bassotti,
Barbara Tucker,
Suburban Knight,
Brothers Johnson,
The Associates,
The Motions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Au Pairs,
Yaz,
Agitation Free,
The Five Americans,
The American Breed,
Piero Umiliani,
Chrome,
Warren Ellis,
Terry Callier,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arab on Radar,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pantytec,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Leaves,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lungfish,
Black Sheep,
Neil Young,
Pulsallama,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Junior Murvin,
Moby Grape,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Misunderstood,
Public Enemy,
Fela Kuti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mad Mike,
Deakin,
Dark Day,
Magazine,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül II,
Trumans Water,
The Divine Comedy,
Freddie Wadling,
Siglo XX,
Reagan Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
cv313,
Shoche,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hasil Adkins,
Eurythmics,
Marmalade,
Dave Gahan,
Monks,
Visage,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.