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 Niger and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mandrill to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Au Pairs,
Supertramp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DJ Sneak,
Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spoonie Gee,
Jawbox,
the Swans,
Surgeon,
Derrick Morgan,
Motorama,
Soulsonic Force,
Hashim,
Stetsasonic,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
Procol Harum,
The Martian,
E-Dancer,
Little Man,
Fatback Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sound,
The Names,
Albert Ayler,
Inner City,
Bootsy Collins,
Chrome,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scientists,
Model 500,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Morten Harket,
Eddi Front,
Can,
Symarip,
New Age Steppers,
The Litter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
June Days,
Eli Mardock,
Lucky Dragons,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
Frankie Knuckles,
Man Parrish,
The Gladiators,
Ronnie Foster,
The Searchers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.