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 Germany and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Dorothy Ashby to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
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 Stooges,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Stereo Dub,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed,
Absolute Body Control,
Dark Day,
Organ,
the Association,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mission of Burma,
Hasil Adkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gong,
Subhumans,
Rakim,
The Evens,
Lyres,
The Sound,
Ken Boothe,
Brick,
Intrusion,
The Busters,
Ossler,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crash Course in Science,
Wally Richardson,
Marine Girls,
Accadde A,
Can,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
One Last Wish,
Eric Copeland,
Theoretical Girls,
The Smoke,
Groovy Waters,
L. Decosne,
Godley & Creme,
Easy Going,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Anthony Braxton,
Minor Threat,
Marmalade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Buckinghams,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Shoche,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fatback Band,
Sixth Finger,
Cluster,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.