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 Libya and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Moebius to the rock 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a theremin 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 güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Circle Jerks,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxy Music,
The Pop Group,
E-Dancer,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marmalade,
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
Lucky Dragons,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
Faust,
Japan,
Marc Almond,
Nirvana,
Mad Mike,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fuzztones,
The Raincoats,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
The Sonics,
Minutemen,
Negative Approach,
The Five Americans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Maurizio,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Organ,
Todd Terry,
the Germs,
L. Decosne,
Deepchord,
Thee Headcoats,
ABC,
Surgeon,
Bronski Beat,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Sonic Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soft Machine,
The Doors,
Youth Brigade,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Human League,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Oblivians,
The Dead C,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Halsall,
Nico,
Howard Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.