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 Bhutan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 K-Klass to the grime 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin 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 rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Hashim,
Masters at Work,
UT,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tubeway Army,
Ronnie Foster,
Kayak,
The Dirtbombs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Japan,
Heaven 17,
Television Personalities,
David Bowie,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monks,
DJ Sneak,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Carl Craig,
Radio Birdman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
CMW,
Pantytec,
The Cure,
The Motions,
Sällskapet,
Harry Pussy,
Eric Copeland,
Derrick Morgan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Barracudas,
DJ Style,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Leaves,
Laurel Aitken,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Lynne,
Darondo,
Iggy Pop,
The Litter,
Sight & Sound,
Altered Images,
Shoche,
Wally Richardson,
Don Cherry,
Mad Mike,
Outsiders,
Aswad,
Unwound,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young,
Black Sheep,
JFA,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Move,
The Modern Lovers,
Second Layer,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.