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 Slovakia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ossler to the grime 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
The Smoke,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
The Skatalites,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
The Durutti Column,
Ice-T,
The New Christs,
Warren Ellis,
U.S. Maple,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Godley & Creme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Essential Logic,
Talk Talk,
The Flesh Eaters,
Darondo,
Underground Resistance,
Cymande,
Ponytail,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Spandau Ballet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
Josef K,
Bobby Womack,
Urselle,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Cale,
The Saints,
Aswad,
Lou Christie,
UT,
Fluxion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick May,
OOIOO,
The Walker Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slave,
Minor Threat,
Country Teasers,
Sex Pistols,
Fad Gadget,
The Blackbyrds,
Royal Trux,
John Lydon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dirtbombs,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Bar-Kays,
Negative Approach,
Dennis Brown,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.