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 Turkey and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the dance 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ 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 snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cameo,
the Association,
Parry Music,
Model 500,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Clarke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra,
Joy Division,
Darondo,
Reuben Wilson,
Glenn Branca,
Lower 48,
the Normal,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bill Near,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Q and Not U,
The Real Kids,
Urselle,
UT,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kerri Chandler,
Accadde A,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ice-T,
Max Romeo,
kango's stein massive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lightning Bolt,
Crash Course in Science,
John Holt,
Skaos,
Rakim,
Jimmy McGriff,
Michelle Simonal,
Al Stewart,
Man Parrish,
Anakelly,
The Techniques,
Lalann,
Colin Newman,
Jacques Brel,
Ronnie Foster,
Lyres,
Dawn Penn,
Crime,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Public Enemy,
Siglo XX,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jerry's Kids,
Guru Guru,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.