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 Laos and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a sitar 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 mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Radio Birdman,
Pole,
DJ Sneak,
The Divine Comedy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Clear Light,
Sun City Girls,
Underground Resistance,
The Monochrome Set,
Warsaw,
Deepchord,
Parry Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gories,
Pantytec,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mandrill,
The Gladiators,
Quando Quango,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nils Olav,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Los Fastidios,
The Cure,
Warren Ellis,
KRS-One,
Infiniti,
Man Eating Sloth,
Metal Thangz,
The Human League,
David McCallum,
Derrick May,
Liliput,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Red Krayola,
Patti Smith,
Faust,
Subhumans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Martian,
Michelle Simonal,
Lower 48,
Smog,
Gichy Dan,
Flash Fearless,
Mission of Burma,
Alison Limerick,
Animal Collective,
Basic Channel,
Skaos,
The Skatalites,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yazoo,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Walker Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.