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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Unrelated Segments to the disco 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
UT,
The Saints,
Bad Manners,
Gong,
Chris & Cosey,
Fear,
Harry Pussy,
the Soft Cell,
Camouflage,
Marmalade,
The Gladiators,
Cluster,
DNA,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Symarip,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mary Jane Girls,
David McCallum,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Organ,
Infiniti,
K-Klass,
Eli Mardock,
Ice-T,
Sarah Menescal,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unrelated Segments,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Happenings,
Wally Richardson,
Pantaleimon,
CMW,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Index,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harmonia,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Durutti Column,
Brand Nubian,
Lalann,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Womack,
The Pop Group,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Clear Light,
R.M.O.,
48th St. Collective,
Amon Düül,
Interpol,
Sex Pistols,
Y Pants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.