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 Malaysia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the crunk 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator 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 güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Roger Hodgson,
Japan,
Y Pants,
The Invisible,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Stooges,
Accadde A,
The Real Kids,
U.S. Maple,
Yaz,
Pussy Galore,
The Raincoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alphaville,
Scan 7,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Victims,
Davy DMX,
Bill Near,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Sherman,
The J.B.'s,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pole,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crooked Eye,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deadbeat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vainqueur,
Yellowson,
Lightning Bolt,
Rapeman,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Wake,
Panda Bear,
the Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Leonard Cohen,
Josef K,
L. Decosne,
Babytalk,
Rakim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Althea and Donna,
The Grass Roots,
Cheater Slicks,
John Foxx,
The Gun Club,
This Heat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ludus,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.