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 Lithuania and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 La Düsseldorf to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro 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 spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Gang Starr,
Thompson Twins,
The Neon Judgement,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Yaz,
Black Flag,
DNA,
Lungfish,
Massinfluence,
Eurythmics,
Erykah Badu,
Bill Wells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
R.M.O.,
Bad Manners,
Dark Day,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cal Tjader,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Grey Daturas,
LL Cool J,
Au Pairs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Livin' Joy,
The Durutti Column,
Excepter,
MC5,
Tropical Tobacco,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Index,
Schoolly D,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Malaria!,
T. Rex,
Yazoo,
Joe Smooth,
Brass Construction,
Anthony Braxton,
Saccharine Trust,
Crime,
The Victims,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Vogues,
AZ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.