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 Japan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grass Roots to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator 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 an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wings,
Robert Görl,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Isaac Hayes,
Faust,
Prince Buster,
Tubeway Army,
Absolute Body Control,
Johnny Clarke,
Make Up,
Eric Copeland,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eurythmics,
Gang Starr,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Desert Stars,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Bourne,
The Monochrome Set,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Zeros,
Grandmaster Flash,
Erasure,
Depeche Mode,
The Selecter,
The American Breed,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
The Gories,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jerry's Kids,
Crime,
Unrelated Segments,
Little Man,
Amazonics,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Max Romeo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Icehouse,
The Vogues,
The Trojans,
Joey Negro,
Arcadia,
Nik Kershaw,
Joe Smooth,
Zapp,
Mandrill,
Brass Construction,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skriet,
Susan Cadogan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Colin Newman,
The Happenings,
Ornette Coleman,
Flipper,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fela Kuti,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.