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 Vietnam and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Robert Palmer 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 Popol Vuh to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a clarinet and a rhodes 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 rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Aaron Thompson,
Shuggie Otis,
Depeche Mode,
Von Mondo,
Bootsy Collins,
Easy Going,
Radiopuhelimet,
Interpol,
The Moleskins,
Bad Manners,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
cv313,
Ossler,
Can,
Bobby Sherman,
Judy Mowatt,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
Eric Copeland,
Bill Wells,
The Blackbyrds,
the Human League,
Quando Quango,
OOIOO,
Harpers Bizarre,
Schoolly D,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cymande,
Archie Shepp,
Reuben Wilson,
Yaz,
Donny Hathaway,
ABBA,
H. Thieme,
Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Fluxion,
Brand Nubian,
Ultimate Spinach,
Goldenarms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantytec,
Smog,
Pagans,
David Axelrod,
Hoover,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Machine,
Skriet,
La Düsseldorf,
The Searchers,
Scratch Acid,
The Tremeloes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Michelle Simonal,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.