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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Fluxion to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Massinfluence,
Scan 7,
Nick Fraelich,
Hot Snakes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
One Last Wish,
Buzzcocks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dave Gahan,
Blossom Toes,
kango's stein massive,
Boredoms,
Aaron Thompson,
Basic Channel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kool Moe Dee,
Talk Talk,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Motorama,
Gang Green,
Mars,
Electric Prunes,
Blake Baxter,
Leonard Cohen,
JFA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Black Dice,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fuzztones,
Ronnie Foster,
Stiv Bators,
Throbbing Gristle,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Rakim,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barclay James Harvest,
Malaria!,
10cc,
Chrome,
Todd Terry,
Al Stewart,
Marc Almond,
Make Up,
Monks,
Thompson Twins,
Blancmange,
Das Ding,
Niagra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
Anthony Braxton,
Frankie Knuckles,
Panda Bear,
R.M.O.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.