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 Taiwan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and an oboe 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 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Joensuu 1685,
Massinfluence,
The Residents,
Pagans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Subhumans,
Rapeman,
Derrick May,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brick,
Soul II Soul,
Aural Exciters,
Ludus,
Black Sheep,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fugazi,
Dennis Brown,
This Heat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
Donny Hathaway,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
Adolescents,
Radio Birdman,
Pole,
Blake Baxter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lower 48,
Grauzone,
Banda Bassotti,
The Associates,
Donald Byrd,
Jacob Miller,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Little Man,
The Black Dice,
The Leaves,
Terry Callier,
The Star Department,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Simply Red,
cv313,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Bush Tetras,
Skarface,
Erykah Badu,
Charles Mingus,
Leonard Cohen,
Heaven 17,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.