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 Slovenia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Harmonia to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe 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 snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fuzztones,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gun Club,
The Tremeloes,
Skaos,
The Invisible,
48th St. Collective,
Clear Light,
Joyce Sims,
Alice Coltrane,
Hasil Adkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Marmalade,
Scrapy,
Aloha Tigers,
Magazine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Monks,
Japan,
EPMD,
Dennis Brown,
U.S. Maple,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boredoms,
The Wake,
Lou Christie,
Slick Rick,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
CMW,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
The Names,
The Evens,
The Cure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neu!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moss Icon,
Black Sheep,
Malaria!,
ABBA,
Wings,
Theoretical Girls,
Quadrant,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jacob Miller,
Oneida,
Von Mondo,
Organ,
Pagans,
The Searchers,
Porter Ricks,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.