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 Guatemala and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Surgeon to the rap 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Second Layer,
Avey Tare,
Wally Richardson,
Nils Olav,
Dual Sessions,
Slave,
Marvin Gaye,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barrington Levy,
The Selecter,
Scratch Acid,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Association,
Agitation Free,
Hot Snakes,
Duran Duran,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Knickerbockers,
Skarface,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
kango's stein massive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grey Daturas,
Soul II Soul,
H. Thieme,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magazine,
Idris Muhammad,
The Kinks,
Radiohead,
Don Cherry,
Arcadia,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Sherman,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
Khruangbin,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
Rufus Thomas,
Funkadelic,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
Sight & Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
Ohio Players,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
The Young Rascals,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.