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 Canada and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Litter,
Tears for Fears,
Qualms,
Television Personalities,
Rufus Thomas,
Excepter,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tommy Roe,
Babytalk,
Symarip,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television,
Organ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Animal Collective,
The Zeros,
Ken Boothe,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
The Misunderstood,
The Raincoats,
Toni Rubio,
Black Pus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crash Course in Science,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Sherman,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sixth Finger,
Chris Corsano,
Nation of Ulysses,
Warren Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
Boredoms,
Lungfish,
T.S.O.L.,
Banda Bassotti,
Royal Trux,
Black Flag,
Ash Ra Tempel,
E-Dancer,
Juan Atkins,
Urselle,
Simply Red,
Mo-Dettes,
AZ,
The Trojans,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Public Enemy,
The Smiths,
Echospace,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.