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 Tunisia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Essential Logic to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes 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 guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Funkadelic,
Morten Harket,
John Coltrane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Minor Threat,
Arab on Radar,
Faust,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tim Buckley,
Lebanon Hanover,
Y Pants,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed,
Ultravox,
H. Thieme,
Darondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies,
Letta Mbulu,
Chrome,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantaleimon,
Aswad,
Brothers Johnson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sonic Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Cal Tjader,
Soulsonic Force,
Sparks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roxette,
Negative Approach,
Soft Cell,
Mars,
Juan Atkins,
Warsaw,
Suburban Knight,
Hasil Adkins,
Interpol,
Robert Wyatt,
Pussy Galore,
Ohio Players,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy Collins,
Qualms,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ken Boothe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
cv313,
LL Cool J,
Fugazi,
T.S.O.L.,
Erykah Badu,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.