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 Colombia and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Jerry's Kids to the rock 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David McCallum,
The Fire Engines,
Neil Young,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABC,
Derrick May,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Bauhaus,
Depeche Mode,
Little Man,
The Offenders,
the Slits,
Stetsasonic,
Godley & Creme,
Sarah Menescal,
Alton Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
The Beau Brummels,
Fluxion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Toni Rubio,
David Axelrod,
The Gories,
Procol Harum,
The Doors,
Tommy Roe,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kayak,
Half Japanese,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalo Schifrin,
Spoonie Gee,
Sonic Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
Kenny Larkin,
Erasure,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Sheep,
The Saints,
Second Layer,
The Standells,
Leonard Cohen,
Mr. Review,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Swans,
Cluster,
Colin Newman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Faust,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Detroit Cobras,
Thompson Twins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Severed Heads,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.