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 San Marino and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Rapeman to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
Eden Ahbez,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Chris & Cosey,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
Lyres,
Letta Mbulu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Saccharine Trust,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Seeds,
Aaron Thompson,
Second Layer,
Gang of Four,
The Happenings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Johnny Clarke,
Joy Division,
Reuben Wilson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MDC,
The Black Dice,
Lungfish,
Freddie Wadling,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultra Naté,
The Vogues,
Prince Buster,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lower 48,
Radiohead,
Ludus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mojo Men,
Heaven 17,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
The Last Poets,
Zapp,
Morten Harket,
David Axelrod,
The Victims,
The Durutti Column,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Enemy,
Robert Hood,
Lou Christie,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pere Ubu,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.