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 Chile and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Names to the dance 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nick Fraelich,
Average White Band,
Symarip,
Blake Baxter,
The Move,
Sarah Menescal,
Oneida,
Bronski Beat,
Sound Behaviour,
Zapp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joyce Sims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Carl Craig,
Desert Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Simply Red,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Velvet Underground,
Steve Hackett,
John Holt,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
Slave,
Urselle,
The Names,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
Michelle Simonal,
MDC,
Crooked Eye,
Groovy Waters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
The Golliwogs,
Q65,
Ponytail,
The Kinks,
Crash Course in Science,
The Victims,
Heaven 17,
The Last Poets,
Khruangbin,
The United States of America,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Offenders,
The Remains,
Nas,
The Mummies,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Barracudas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sam Rivers,
Con Funk Shun,
Mantronix,
Gong,
Maurizio,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.