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 China and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Cure to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chrome,
The Pretty Things,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joy Division,
The Offenders,
Mo-Dettes,
Suburban Knight,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ponytail,
Darondo,
Qualms,
Lou Reed,
Trumans Water,
Cheater Slicks,
Vainqueur,
Sam Rivers,
Donald Byrd,
the Germs,
Charles Mingus,
Warsaw,
Sixth Finger,
FM Einheit,
Wolf Eyes,
The Doors,
Suicide,
Los Fastidios,
Maleditus Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
Agitation Free,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
Schoolly D,
Eurythmics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Slits,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Depeche Mode,
Pylon,
Surgeon,
The Five Americans,
Fugazi,
Sugar Minott,
Black Bananas,
Reagan Youth,
Accadde A,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Reuben Wilson,
Boredoms,
Gang Starr,
Robert Hood,
Jesper Dahlback,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Simply Red,
Intrusion,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.