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 Liechtenstein and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the rock 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Swans,
Sound Behaviour,
Janne Schatter,
Arthur Verocai,
Magma,
New York Dolls,
Black Flag,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bill Near,
The Standells,
Whodini,
Tim Buckley,
Con Funk Shun,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
Marine Girls,
Pole,
Unwound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Suicide,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ossler,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Birthday Party,
The Associates,
Zapp,
Gregory Isaacs,
R.M.O.,
Kas Product,
Jeff Mills,
Barrington Levy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moss Icon,
Funkadelic,
cv313,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Chrome,
FM Einheit,
MDC,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television,
The Vogues,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sister Nancy,
Fear,
ABC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Copeland,
Radiohead,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ohio Players,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.