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 Vietnam and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the electroclash 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a theremin 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 rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Pulsallama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fatback Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Nirvana,
Blossom Toes,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
Max Romeo,
Stetsasonic,
Youth Brigade,
Dual Sessions,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxy Music,
Althea and Donna,
Peter & Gordon,
UT,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
Second Layer,
Bob Dylan,
Amon Düül,
Scan 7,
Tubeway Army,
Rotary Connection,
Barrington Levy,
Alison Limerick,
Malaria!,
Brass Construction,
Depeche Mode,
The Martian,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Icehouse,
Metal Thangz,
The Modern Lovers,
The Smoke,
Tom Boy,
Sandy B,
Roxette,
Neil Young,
The Evens,
R.M.O.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Iggy Pop,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Average White Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mr. Review,
Rekid,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
Talk Talk,
Janne Schatter,
Black Pus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DNA,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.