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 Niger and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 David Bowie to the grunge 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Robert Görl,
CMW,
Cameo,
Nico,
Supertramp,
Eurythmics,
KRS-One,
Junior Murvin,
Carl Craig,
Visage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boredoms,
Gregory Isaacs,
Talk Talk,
Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
Cluster,
Duran Duran,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Human League,
The Beau Brummels,
The Golliwogs,
Pussy Galore,
The Fugs,
Young Marble Giants,
The Litter,
Youth Brigade,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Hill,
Pet Shop Boys,
In Retrospect,
Can,
Fluxion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hoover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABC,
The Grass Roots,
Camouflage,
Iggy Pop,
Infiniti,
David Bowie,
Alton Ellis,
Cal Tjader,
Drive Like Jehu,
Quadrant,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fugazi,
Nation of Ulysses,
Todd Rundgren,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Green,
Peter & Gordon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.