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 Canada and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ 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 Simply Red to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crash Course in Science,
Young Marble Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
kango's stein massive,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pantytec,
Tim Buckley,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiohead,
Icehouse,
Alice Coltrane,
Hasil Adkins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Second Layer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Al Stewart,
Television,
Eurythmics,
Yaz,
DJ Sneak,
The Buckinghams,
EPMD,
The Beau Brummels,
Ponytail,
Kerrie Biddell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moody Blues,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moebius,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Index,
Lalo Schifrin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roxette,
Eric Copeland,
PIL,
Loose Ends,
Newcleus,
Grey Daturas,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy Collins,
The Dirtbombs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Index,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Motorama,
Silicon Teens,
Gabor Szabo,
Supertramp,
Y Pants,
Gang Green,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Techniques,
Alison Limerick,
Sam Rivers,
Marine Girls,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.