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 Liechtenstein and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 ABBA to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lakeside,
Ken Boothe,
The Pop Group,
The Cure,
Sight & Sound,
Suicide,
David McCallum,
The United States of America,
Cluster,
The Gap Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Junior Murvin,
Scrapy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Last Poets,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
Accadde A,
Hashim,
Au Pairs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nils Olav,
Jimmy McGriff,
Buzzcocks,
PIL,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nirvana,
Faraquet,
Spandau Ballet,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Modern Lovers,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Bourne,
Freddie Wadling,
Pole,
Curtis Mayfield,
Intrusion,
Youth Brigade,
Gichy Dan,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donny Hathaway,
John Coltrane,
U.S. Maple,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Moebius,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jawbox,
Drexciya,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camberwell Now,
Ohio Players,
Leonard Cohen,
Fear,
Mo-Dettes,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.