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 Liberia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Eve St. Jones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Moss Icon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Isaac Hayes,
Masters at Work,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Foxx,
the Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
Amon Düül II,
Marshall Jefferson,
MC5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Hill,
Mission of Burma,
Popol Vuh,
The Smoke,
Pere Ubu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
DNA,
The Leaves,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deepchord,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fuzztones,
Minny Pops,
the Swans,
Robert Görl,
Wire,
The Red Krayola,
The Pop Group,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Trumans Water,
Intrusion,
Monks,
Sällskapet,
Peter and Kerry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brick,
the Germs,
Television,
The Neon Judgement,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marcia Griffiths,
F. McDonald,
Albert Ayler,
The Searchers,
Das Ding,
Magma,
H. Thieme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
AZ,
Al Stewart,
Banda Bassotti,
48th St. Collective,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.