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 Kenya and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 an organ and a spring reverb 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Rites of Spring,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Human League,
Marc Almond,
Nation of Ulysses,
Idris Muhammad,
Underground Resistance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vladislav Delay,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scan 7,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
Freddie Wadling,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
K-Klass,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
ABBA,
Magma,
the Bar-Kays,
Soul II Soul,
The Golliwogs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Searchers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Slackers,
Agent Orange,
Wally Richardson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hashim,
Minor Threat,
Popol Vuh,
kango's stein massive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Avey Tare,
Cameo,
DJ Style,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lower 48,
Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
48th St. Collective,
Main Source,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Laurel Aitken,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lucky Dragons,
James White and The Blacks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.