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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Robert Palmer 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 Aswad to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Oneida,
This Heat,
Sight & Sound,
Juan Atkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pagans,
PIL,
Tubeway Army,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Age Steppers,
David Axelrod,
The Raincoats,
H. Thieme,
Nik Kershaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Panda Bear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
The Selecter,
Ituana,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The J.B.'s,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker,
Pierre Henry,
Stiv Bators,
Altered Images,
World's Most,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang of Four,
Pere Ubu,
Swell Maps,
Liliput,
Althea and Donna,
Fad Gadget,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Mummies,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Moon,
Ohio Players,
China Crisis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roy Ayers,
Agent Orange,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Rakim,
Chris & Cosey,
48th St. Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed,
The Alarm Clocks,
David Bowie,
Wire,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Carl Craig,
Sällskapet,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.