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 Turkey and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Fuzztones to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare 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 snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
John Holt,
Ituana,
Lou Reed,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Chris & Cosey,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kas Product,
Nico,
E-Dancer,
ABC,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
Deadbeat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Can,
Yaz,
The Index,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
Bob Dylan,
Max Romeo,
Althea and Donna,
Moby Grape,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cal Tjader,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
D'Angelo,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Khruangbin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radio Birdman,
Robert Görl,
Tears for Fears,
Bauhaus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
Q65,
The Names,
FM Einheit,
Agitation Free,
The Real Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.