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 Taiwan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kas Product to the crunk 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet 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 arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Liliput,
Drexciya,
June Days,
Pierre Henry,
Subhumans,
Black Flag,
Bootsy Collins,
the Germs,
Pulsallama,
Johnny Clarke,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
Jandek,
The Fortunes,
The Count Five,
the Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Popol Vuh,
Fatback Band,
Yaz,
Qualms,
The Human League,
Michelle Simonal,
LL Cool J,
Duran Duran,
Lyres,
Nils Olav,
Index,
Wally Richardson,
Skarface,
Youth Brigade,
A Certain Ratio,
Lindisfarne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brand Nubian,
The Offenders,
Funky Four + One,
Harry Pussy,
Jacob Miller,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blancmange,
Heaven 17,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
KRS-One,
The Fall,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Bourne,
Rakim,
Eden Ahbez,
The Buckinghams,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
DJ Style,
Sixth Finger,
The Skatalites,
Black Moon,
Camberwell Now,
Banda Bassotti,
Janne Schatter,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.