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 Mauritania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 FM Einheit to the rock 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Hot Snakes,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Starr,
The Doobie Brothers,
Malaria!,
FM Einheit,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Golliwogs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bronski Beat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
Yaz,
Soft Machine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Whodini,
Hoover,
Black Flag,
Kenny Larkin,
Basic Channel,
Half Japanese,
John Cale,
Gong,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ituana,
Brothers Johnson,
Cameo,
Royal Trux,
The Evens,
Sun City Girls,
Mr. Review,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
Althea and Donna,
The Misunderstood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Judy Mowatt,
DNA,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fugazi,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crime,
Visage,
Quantec,
The Skatalites,
Stiv Bators,
Erasure,
Boz Scaggs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Los Fastidios,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Young Rascals,
Television,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.