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 South Sudan and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Davy DMX to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar 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 organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bluetip,
Quando Quango,
Funkadelic,
The Real Kids,
Colin Newman,
Ludus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul II Soul,
Babytalk,
The Electric Prunes,
The Vogues,
Bobby Womack,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crooked Eye,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Trojans,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Seeds,
Grauzone,
June of 44,
Brothers Johnson,
Graham Central Station,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sarah Menescal,
Tears for Fears,
World's Most,
The Invisible,
Prince Buster,
Rhythm & Sound,
Icehouse,
Vainqueur,
Schoolly D,
Au Pairs,
Ronnie Foster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T.S.O.L.,
Pylon,
Alphaville,
The Raincoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Public Enemy,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stereo Dub,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Drexciya,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Cell,
Howard Jones,
Skarface,
Tubeway Army,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.