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 Portugal and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Joe Finger to the grunge 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
The Toasters,
Kurtis Blow,
Grauzone,
Sun City Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Urselle,
Simply Red,
Black Moon,
Morten Harket,
Easy Going,
Minutemen,
Mandrill,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry's Kids,
Essential Logic,
Leonard Cohen,
Lyres,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Names,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Surgeon,
The Pretty Things,
Bauhaus,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-102,
The Gories,
Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mojo Men,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Lakeside,
Ludus,
Max Romeo,
Al Stewart,
The Dead C,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Bourne,
Japan,
Piero Umiliani,
Half Japanese,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moby Grape,
Bad Manners,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Derrick May,
Quando Quango,
The Gladiators,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.