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 Russia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rap 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum 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 güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
CMW,
Nils Olav,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
The Count Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Surgeon,
Altered Images,
Thompson Twins,
Lebanon Hanover,
The New Christs,
The Five Americans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
David Bowie,
Amon Düül,
Leonard Cohen,
Roxette,
Section 25,
Japan,
Max Romeo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Stetsasonic,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Machine,
Popol Vuh,
Aloha Tigers,
Bad Manners,
Lucky Dragons,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eve St. Jones,
Kayak,
Robert Hood,
Alison Limerick,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television Personalities,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Sheep,
LL Cool J,
Reagan Youth,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
The Walker Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
Siglo XX,
Jerry's Kids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Residents,
Yaz,
Alphaville,
Rekid,
Infiniti,
The Moleskins,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.