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 Colombia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joey Negro to the rock 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 a mellotron and an oboe 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 oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Sheep,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Vogues,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sam Rivers,
Sex Pistols,
Peter and Kerry,
Drexciya,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Idris Muhammad,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Doors,
The Young Rascals,
Lightning Bolt,
D'Angelo,
Soft Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bluetip,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cowsills,
Bang On A Can,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fear,
Cybotron,
Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
Boz Scaggs,
Skriet,
E-Dancer,
Reuben Wilson,
The Standells,
Sarah Menescal,
Mad Mike,
Alphaville,
B.T. Express,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Au Pairs,
Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
John Cale,
David Axelrod,
The Raincoats,
The Litter,
Ossler,
The Toasters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Livin' Joy,
The Black Dice,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Piero Umiliani,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.