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 Africa and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the güiro 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 The American Breed to the grime 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb 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 snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Kaleidoscope,
The Martian,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül,
Massinfluence,
Sun City Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
Rotary Connection,
The Searchers,
The Golliwogs,
Aswad,
Tears for Fears,
June of 44,
Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul Sonic Force,
Faust,
Negative Approach,
Stetsasonic,
The Doors,
the Germs,
OOIOO,
Iggy Pop,
Charles Mingus,
Joy Division,
The Gories,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maurizio,
The Move,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
Barbara Tucker,
The Blackbyrds,
Motorama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young,
Eurythmics,
Wasted Youth,
Sun Ra,
PIL,
Ralphi Rosario,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jawbox,
Nirvana,
Roger Hodgson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Slave,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Skaos,
Gang Green,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.