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 Croatia and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Massinfluence to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick Morgan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Al Stewart,
Max Romeo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nas,
Iggy Pop,
Swans,
Agitation Free,
Joe Finger,
Can,
Soft Cell,
Ultravox,
cv313,
The Standells,
Wire,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Christie,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pantytec,
John Holt,
Kurtis Blow,
Zero Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
Nirvana,
Monks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kaleidoscope,
Crooked Eye,
Anakelly,
B.T. Express,
a-ha,
Hardrive,
Jacques Brel,
The Selecter,
Grey Daturas,
X-Ray Spex,
The Associates,
Easy Going,
The Cure,
Suburban Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
Harry Pussy,
The Music Machine,
Outsiders,
Interpol,
The Grass Roots,
the Human League,
Steve Hackett,
Marc Almond,
Shuggie Otis,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.