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 Algeria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Barclay James Harvest to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bronski Beat,
Technova,
Visage,
Warren Ellis,
Brick,
The Remains,
Scratch Acid,
Arab on Radar,
Eve St. Jones,
ABC,
Eli Mardock,
the Sonics,
Organ,
Excepter,
X-Ray Spex,
Laurel Aitken,
Simply Red,
Brass Construction,
Youth Brigade,
Deepchord,
EPMD,
The Standells,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brothers Johnson,
Camberwell Now,
Suburban Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Terry,
Absolute Body Control,
Morten Harket,
In Retrospect,
The American Breed,
Agitation Free,
Rakim,
Michelle Simonal,
The Move,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Birthday Party,
Harmonia,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Schoolly D,
The Misunderstood,
Black Bananas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy Collins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lightning Bolt,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABBA,
Matthew Bourne,
Bauhaus,
Mantronix,
Nas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Panda Bear,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.