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 Vietnam and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba 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 Althea and Donna to the techno 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin 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 sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
K-Klass,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yazoo,
Masters at Work,
Reagan Youth,
The Litter,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Harmonia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Seeds,
Mo-Dettes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed,
PIL,
La Düsseldorf,
Bang On A Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra,
Deepchord,
Rapeman,
Byron Stingily,
Underground Resistance,
The Cure,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David McCallum,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Malaria!,
Shoche,
Cameo,
Unwound,
Eden Ahbez,
the Human League,
Tears for Fears,
The Motions,
Magma,
John Holt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiohead,
The Slackers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pussy Galore,
These Immortal Souls,
Dennis Brown,
A Certain Ratio,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fad Gadget,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.