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 Ethiopia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Lakeside to the electroclash 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gories,
Echospace,
Lucky Dragons,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül,
Grey Daturas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Walker Brothers,
Brass Construction,
The Skatalites,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Byrd,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fluxion,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Anakelly,
The Fire Engines,
Camouflage,
Roxy Music,
Ronan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Lalann,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
Mad Mike,
ABBA,
The Cure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Residents,
Oneida,
Eddi Front,
Fugazi,
Alton Ellis,
Rapeman,
Aaron Thompson,
PIL,
Royal Trux,
Hot Snakes,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joey Negro,
Flipper,
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Derrick Morgan,
Television Personalities,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.