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 Iraq and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Popol Vuh 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba 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 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
the Normal,
Fear,
Organ,
Bang On A Can,
Cameo,
Ultra Naté,
Second Layer,
Kerrie Biddell,
Michelle Simonal,
Joe Smooth,
Japan,
Dark Day,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ossler,
EPMD,
LL Cool J,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Associates,
The Seeds,
Leonard Cohen,
Carl Craig,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brand Nubian,
Popol Vuh,
Joe Finger,
The Raincoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Tom Boy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stereo Dub,
Barry Ungar,
Rotary Connection,
Reuben Wilson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Slackers,
Supertramp,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The United States of America,
Scientists,
Sun City Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Archie Shepp,
Rites of Spring,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dead C,
Suburban Knight,
Simply Red,
The Standells,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Count Five,
Kenny Larkin,
The Happenings,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terry Callier,
John Coltrane,
Dead Boys,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.