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 Honduras and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Crispy Ambulance to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
PIL,
Y Pants,
Davy DMX,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Marvin Gaye,
Jandek,
Metal Thangz,
The Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Soul II Soul,
Lalann,
Cybotron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
FM Einheit,
Tomorrow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Interpol,
Los Fastidios,
Qualms,
Average White Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Magazine,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mojo Men,
David McCallum,
Royal Trux,
Cheater Slicks,
Guru Guru,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rapeman,
Wasted Youth,
Minny Pops,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
MC5,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Finger,
Warren Ellis,
Scientists,
Lower 48,
Flipper,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flash Fearless,
DNA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radiohead,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grey Daturas,
Aural Exciters,
Harry Pussy,
Hot Snakes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fatback Band,
Tom Boy,
James White and The Blacks,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.