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 Honduras and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Visage to the electroclash 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
The Names,
The Red Krayola,
AZ,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Bananas,
Joensuu 1685,
Simply Red,
Fat Boys,
Marmalade,
Fluxion,
Lalo Schifrin,
Zero Boys,
Roxette,
Depeche Mode,
Dawn Penn,
Make Up,
Can,
Terrestrial Tones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Dave Gahan,
The Fall,
Jacob Miller,
Grey Daturas,
The Divine Comedy,
John Foxx,
Idris Muhammad,
Kerri Chandler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Neon Judgement,
Matthew Halsall,
Quando Quango,
Neu!,
The Offenders,
Panda Bear,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Real Kids,
Aloha Tigers,
FM Einheit,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Buzzcocks,
Pere Ubu,
Anthony Braxton,
Fad Gadget,
cv313,
Joey Negro,
Soulsonic Force,
The United States of America,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joy Division,
Stereo Dub,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terry Callier,
Camberwell Now,
Godley & Creme,
Carl Craig,
Erykah Badu,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.