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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a sitar and a linndrum 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 snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
Kerri Chandler,
The Slackers,
Marc Almond,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II,
Dennis Brown,
The Blackbyrds,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
The Standells,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gories,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Bananas,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eve St. Jones,
Drexciya,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tears for Fears,
Loose Ends,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Altered Images,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gladiators,
Kayak,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
The Real Kids,
Talk Talk,
Juan Atkins,
Quadrant,
Unrelated Segments,
Patti Smith,
Mandrill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Bauhaus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Pus,
Second Layer,
Curtis Mayfield,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brothers Johnson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Toasters,
The Vogues,
Lou Christie,
Delta 5,
Icehouse,
The Fall,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.