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 Mali and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Henry Cow to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Jandek,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moebius,
The Young Rascals,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
K-Klass,
Grauzone,
Yusef Lateef,
Tom Boy,
Qualms,
Monks,
Pantytec,
Sparks,
The Buckinghams,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lebanon Hanover,
kango's stein massive,
Second Layer,
Lakeside,
The Red Krayola,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mo-Dettes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Groovy Waters,
FM Einheit,
Moby Grape,
Audionom,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker,
Amazonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Camouflage,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Foxx,
Accadde A,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crooked Eye,
Sugar Minott,
Television,
Mr. Review,
Franke,
Rekid,
John Holt,
The Star Department,
Jacques Brel,
Index,
Joe Finger,
Pylon,
Suicide,
Ponytail,
Shuggie Otis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Teasers,
Clear Light,
The Angels of Light,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.