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 Kenya and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lou Christie to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The New Christs,
Ponytail,
The Young Rascals,
cv313,
Flash Fearless,
Byron Stingily,
Amazonics,
Khruangbin,
Excepter,
Nas,
AZ,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minny Pops,
Ken Boothe,
Matthew Halsall,
Quantec,
Bob Dylan,
Funky Four + One,
Von Mondo,
Heaven 17,
Joyce Sims,
Japan,
World's Most,
Warren Ellis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
Duran Duran,
Barrington Levy,
The Selecter,
L. Decosne,
Pole,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Clear Light,
Pierre Henry,
Yazoo,
Lindisfarne,
Gang Starr,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
The Gun Club,
The Names,
Laurel Aitken,
Quando Quango,
Schoolly D,
Lyres,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DJ Style,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eden Ahbez,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swell Maps,
Rotary Connection,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.