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 China and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Chrome to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ 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 mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
D'Angelo,
The Five Americans,
Nas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
Half Japanese,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Ohio Players,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stereo Dub,
The Dirtbombs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Görl,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Slick Rick,
Sun City Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Severed Heads,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pere Ubu,
Alphaville,
Zero Boys,
Arcadia,
Grauzone,
AZ,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ponytail,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
Aaron Thompson,
Brothers Johnson,
Arab on Radar,
Underground Resistance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Index,
The Dead C,
Siglo XX,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Near,
Ituana,
Roger Hodgson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Michelle Simonal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
Japan,
Junior Murvin,
B.T. Express,
Simply Red,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pierre Henry,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.