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 Tunisia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ituana to the dance 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
The Durutti Column,
Darondo,
Pierre Henry,
Dave Gahan,
Bang On A Can,
Eurythmics,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Lightning Bolt,
Joensuu 1685,
Fad Gadget,
Harmonia,
Television Personalities,
Swell Maps,
The Sonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mission of Burma,
Shuggie Otis,
Vladislav Delay,
Dennis Brown,
Excepter,
Siglo XX,
Q and Not U,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Blackbyrds,
Rapeman,
Schoolly D,
Matthew Halsall,
Alison Limerick,
OOIOO,
Bill Wells,
Colin Newman,
Young Marble Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Minor Threat,
E-Dancer,
Zapp,
Barbara Tucker,
the Human League,
The Human League,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mars,
The Seeds,
Tim Buckley,
Magazine,
The Moody Blues,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chrome,
Kayak,
The Kinks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Saccharine Trust,
The Evens,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.