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 Brazil and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the punk 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Buzzcocks,
Glenn Branca,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New Order,
Harpers Bizarre,
Radiohead,
Nico,
Motorama,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gichy Dan,
Massinfluence,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ossler,
Television Personalities,
The Monks,
Surgeon,
Talk Talk,
Dead Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Swell Maps,
Isaac Hayes,
Jawbox,
Pere Ubu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sandy B,
John Coltrane,
Todd Terry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Banda Bassotti,
Deadbeat,
Eden Ahbez,
Fad Gadget,
The Divine Comedy,
Mission of Burma,
Anthony Braxton,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lightning Bolt,
Don Cherry,
Wings,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Almond,
Yaz,
Alison Limerick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Victims,
the Association,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Khruangbin,
Bluetip,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quadrant,
Sex Pistols,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Lydon,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.