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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba 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 Chrome to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum 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 snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tom Boy,
Whodini,
Shuggie Otis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Barbara Tucker,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Sheep,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echospace,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Warren Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dead C,
Jacob Miller,
The Index,
Warsaw,
June Days,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David Bowie,
The Smoke,
Maurizio,
Susan Cadogan,
ABC,
The Trojans,
Pussy Galore,
The Fall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Clear Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ice-T,
Soft Cell,
Reagan Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pulsallama,
Byron Stingily,
Chrome,
Rekid,
The Moody Blues,
Brass Construction,
Neu!,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oblivians,
The Gap Band,
Josef K,
Agitation Free,
The Searchers,
The Skatalites,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.