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 Philippines and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nas to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a harpsichord and a marimba 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 sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Colin Newman,
Camberwell Now,
Grauzone,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Blackbyrds,
Susan Cadogan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neu!,
The Human League,
The Monks,
The Black Dice,
Lindisfarne,
Ultra Naté,
Eli Mardock,
The Kinks,
The Birthday Party,
The Dirtbombs,
UT,
Black Flag,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Fraelich,
The Misunderstood,
Henry Cow,
The Modern Lovers,
Silicon Teens,
Dual Sessions,
Nico,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bauhaus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mandrill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ultravox,
Steve Hackett,
Slick Rick,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sällskapet,
Deadbeat,
Radiohead,
10cc,
The Electric Prunes,
Swans,
The Remains,
the Germs,
Blossom Toes,
Surgeon,
Sight & Sound,
Oneida,
Underground Resistance,
The Barracudas,
Brothers Johnson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Alarm Clocks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gichy Dan,
Flash Fearless,
Max Romeo,
The Count Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.