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 Croatia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro 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 guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Q65,
Duran Duran,
Mark Hollis,
MDC,
Delta 5,
Smog,
Motorama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Sherman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Idris Muhammad,
Zero Boys,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker,
Junior Murvin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rufus Thomas,
Fear,
Kas Product,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
10cc,
Mr. Review,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bronski Beat,
Jeff Lynne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gories,
Arab on Radar,
The Techniques,
Lou Christie,
Loose Ends,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fire Engines,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Hill,
OOIOO,
Aaron Thompson,
kango's stein massive,
Reuben Wilson,
X-101,
Whodini,
Adolescents,
Toni Rubio,
Pantytec,
Oneida,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kenny Larkin,
Tears for Fears,
Nirvana,
Charles Mingus,
Lindisfarne,
Ohio Players,
Marmalade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Divine Comedy,
Crime,
The Gladiators,
Qualms,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.