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 Albania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the crunk 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer 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 rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Piero Umiliani,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Trumans Water,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nas,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mr. Review,
Accadde A,
Max Romeo,
Bill Near,
Marcia Griffiths,
Audionom,
The Misunderstood,
Pagans,
Nico,
Danielle Patucci,
Mandrill,
the Slits,
Crime,
Lungfish,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Hasil Adkins,
kango's stein massive,
PIL,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Litter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Wings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
Minny Pops,
Thee Headcoats,
Heaven 17,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Intrusion,
New York Dolls,
Michelle Simonal,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
Television Personalities,
Idris Muhammad,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
Ken Boothe,
Laurel Aitken,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.