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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Con Funk Shun to the rock 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a chamberlin 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 linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Sandy B,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Womack,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deadbeat,
The Associates,
Lou Reed,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
X-102,
Al Stewart,
Cybotron,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eddi Front,
Deakin,
X-Ray Spex,
Quando Quango,
The Electric Prunes,
JFA,
Derrick May,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
Kas Product,
June of 44,
Darondo,
Flipper,
Rotary Connection,
Simply Red,
The Pretty Things,
Camberwell Now,
Avey Tare,
Basic Channel,
Black Flag,
Vainqueur,
Lakeside,
Danielle Patucci,
China Crisis,
Icehouse,
The Zeros,
Gang Green,
Yellowson,
Susan Cadogan,
Terry Callier,
Cal Tjader,
Roy Ayers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Carl Craig,
Ultra Naté,
Underground Resistance,
La Düsseldorf,
The New Christs,
Crime,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.