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 India and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Minny Pops to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The J.B.'s,
Steve Hackett,
Procol Harum,
Section 25,
Drive Like Jehu,
Derrick May,
Kenny Larkin,
Sight & Sound,
Rod Modell,
Talk Talk,
Liliput,
the Association,
Piero Umiliani,
Ornette Coleman,
Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Animal Collective,
The Count Five,
Panda Bear,
The New Christs,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Eating Sloth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Skatalites,
Buzzcocks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chrome,
The Wake,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lucky Dragons,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television,
Soul II Soul,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxette,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultra Naté,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barrington Levy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Al Stewart,
Roger Hodgson,
Vladislav Delay,
Leonard Cohen,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mo-Dettes,
X-101,
the Normal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Standells,
DJ Style,
The Tremeloes,
Television Personalities,
The Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Excepter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Audionom,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warsaw,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.