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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Nas to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scientists,
Letta Mbulu,
Motorama,
K-Klass,
Carl Craig,
Anthony Braxton,
Absolute Body Control,
Subhumans,
Easy Going,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Order,
Tubeway Army,
Pere Ubu,
The Sound,
Mandrill,
The Knickerbockers,
Shoche,
Supertramp,
Rapeman,
Blossom Toes,
Dead Boys,
UT,
Arab on Radar,
Angry Samoans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Kinks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
Prince Buster,
Bluetip,
The Stooges,
Goldenarms,
Qualms,
Flipper,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gories,
Nick Fraelich,
The Modern Lovers,
the Bar-Kays,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television,
Das Ding,
Juan Atkins,
the Sonics,
Ultra Naté,
The Seeds,
Second Layer,
John Cale,
a-ha,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Piero Umiliani,
Essential Logic,
Al Stewart,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Byrd,
Frankie Knuckles,
Organ,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.