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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Morten Harket to the disco 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes 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 snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
The Monks,
John Foxx,
The Motions,
Scion,
The Cowsills,
Patti Smith,
Erykah Badu,
The Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
Crime,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joensuu 1685,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ice-T,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slave,
Amon Düül II,
Echospace,
Thee Headcoats,
The Count Five,
Infiniti,
Cymande,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Names,
X-101,
The Wake,
Kayak,
The Neon Judgement,
Section 25,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Human League,
These Immortal Souls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fugazi,
Pet Shop Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Stooges,
The Slits,
the Normal,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Techniques,
The Martian,
Spoonie Gee,
the Human League,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doors,
Blake Baxter,
The Mojo Men,
Second Layer,
Groovy Waters,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.