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 Korea South 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scrapy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a güiro 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 chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Stetsasonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Moebius,
Pierre Henry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grey Daturas,
Idris Muhammad,
Parry Music,
Robert Görl,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siglo XX,
DNA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Babytalk,
Michelle Simonal,
T. Rex,
Excepter,
Youth Brigade,
Moby Grape,
Cecil Taylor,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lee Hazlewood,
Goldenarms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crash Course in Science,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minnie Riperton,
Minutemen,
Bootsy Collins,
Byron Stingily,
Cluster,
The Blues Magoos,
Prince Buster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Stockholm Monsters,
Al Stewart,
Stiv Bators,
Roger Hodgson,
June of 44,
Talk Talk,
Black Pus,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pop Group,
Aloha Tigers,
China Crisis,
Wally Richardson,
Throbbing Gristle,
A Certain Ratio,
Subhumans,
D'Angelo,
Letta Mbulu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.