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 Guinea-Bissau and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Dave Clark Five to the electroclash 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin 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 clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Nas,
The Pop Group,
Soulsonic Force,
H. Thieme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fluxion,
DNA,
Al Stewart,
Aloha Tigers,
Sällskapet,
The Birthday Party,
Tom Boy,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Green,
Arcadia,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fuzztones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lyres,
Intrusion,
EPMD,
Skarface,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barrington Levy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mad Mike,
Lou Christie,
The Pretty Things,
Section 25,
Siglo XX,
Massinfluence,
Nick Fraelich,
Toni Rubio,
Don Cherry,
Half Japanese,
Unwound,
The Dead C,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
OOIOO,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doors,
Arthur Verocai,
Prince Buster,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
Metal Thangz,
Eddi Front,
Electric Prunes,
Laurel Aitken,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Qualms,
Bobby Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slits,
Chrome,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.