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 Germany and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Talk Talk to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
The Mojo Men,
Yaz,
Television Personalities,
Tears for Fears,
DNA,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sarah Menescal,
the Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Organ,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter and Kerry,
Amon Düül,
Rotary Connection,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Rod Modell,
Stetsasonic,
The Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pop Group,
Deadbeat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Avey Tare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mark Hollis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eric Copeland,
The Divine Comedy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
Clear Light,
Lyres,
the Human League,
Lakeside,
Magazine,
Aural Exciters,
Max Romeo,
Skaos,
Camouflage,
Sun Ra,
Blake Baxter,
Wire,
Gang Green,
Hardrive,
Spoonie Gee,
Crispian St. Peters,
PIL,
Zero Boys,
Outsiders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
Moss Icon,
the Normal,
Tropical Tobacco,
Urselle,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.