Infinitely Losing My Edge

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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 Romania and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.

All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a synthesizer 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 theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Black Bananas, Suburban Knight, Sunsets and Hearts, Grey Daturas, Radiopuhelimet, The Young Rascals, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Essential Logic, Tom Boy, Motorama, cv313, Pierre Henry, The Dirtbombs, Throbbing Gristle, The Monks, The Golliwogs, China Crisis, Curtis Mayfield, The Slackers, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Josef K, Talk Talk, The Happenings, The Skatalites, Erykah Badu, Delta 5, Bobby Sherman, The Grass Roots, DJ Sneak, Adolescents, Model 500, Yellowson, Jandek, Qualms, Aswad, Icehouse, Henry Cow, Nik Kershaw, Sonic Youth, Stereo Dub, Amon Düül II, Chris & Cosey, Jeff Mills, Warsaw, Gang Gang Dance, The Vogues, DNA, Bob Dylan, Lou Reed & John Cale, Ronan, Panda Bear, Excepter, Fugazi, Moss Icon, The Doors, Monolake, Bush Tetras, Roy Ayers, Brass Construction, Ajijia Myrayebe, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)