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 Greece and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jeff Lynne to the rock 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord 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 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Au Pairs,
Royal Trux,
Kaleidoscope,
David McCallum,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Al Stewart,
Excepter,
The Angels of Light,
Aloha Tigers,
Susan Cadogan,
Make Up,
Brand Nubian,
Faust,
Michelle Simonal,
Hashim,
Angry Samoans,
Moss Icon,
The Velvet Underground,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Essential Logic,
Ohio Players,
Grey Daturas,
CMW,
Hasil Adkins,
Don Cherry,
Soulsonic Force,
The Techniques,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yellowson,
Depeche Mode,
Kerri Chandler,
Audionom,
Aswad,
The Motions,
Fat Boys,
Kas Product,
Cybotron,
The Mummies,
Infiniti,
Mars,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cowsills,
T.S.O.L.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drexciya,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gong,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Moon,
Gichy Dan,
Yaz,
KRS-One,
Rites of Spring,
Henry Cow,
Eli Mardock,
Lakeside,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
Isaac Hayes,
Suicide,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.