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 Nicaragua and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tears for Fears to the punk 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Royal Trux,
Tres Demented,
Yaz,
Niagra,
Smog,
Camouflage,
Carl Craig,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Christie,
OOIOO,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Porter Ricks,
Nas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Techniques,
The Doobie Brothers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zapp,
Unrelated Segments,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Cell,
The Move,
Scion,
Toni Rubio,
Mo-Dettes,
Section 25,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Metal Thangz,
Heaven 17,
Iggy Pop,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mad Mike,
The Smiths,
Wire,
The Angels of Light,
New Order,
Organ,
Alton Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Max Romeo,
The Skatalites,
Scientists,
Malaria!,
Youth Brigade,
LL Cool J,
Pet Shop Boys,
DJ Style,
Neil Young,
The J.B.'s,
10cc,
Kas Product,
Crispy Ambulance,
One Last Wish,
Skarface,
Depeche Mode,
The Blues Magoos,
The American Breed,
Bauhaus,
PIL,
Minor Threat,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.