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 Djibouti and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Hoover,
Ituana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
China Crisis,
The United States of America,
Bluetip,
Nils Olav,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sällskapet,
The Standells,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
The Durutti Column,
Cameo,
Q and Not U,
Easy Going,
Kayak,
The Divine Comedy,
The Beau Brummels,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Drexciya,
The Moody Blues,
Aswad,
Soft Cell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Grass Roots,
These Immortal Souls,
Bob Dylan,
Tres Demented,
Eden Ahbez,
Swell Maps,
Charles Mingus,
Alice Coltrane,
Young Marble Giants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
This Heat,
T. Rex,
Urselle,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tomorrow,
Arcadia,
cv313,
The Fuzztones,
Danielle Patucci,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Icehouse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dennis Brown,
The Pretty Things,
X-101,
The Mummies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
KRS-One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.