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 Comoros and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Swell Maps to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin 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 synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Man Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
Crash Course in Science,
Metal Thangz,
Crime,
Visage,
Accadde A,
Todd Rundgren,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roxy Music,
Black Bananas,
Isaac Hayes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sixth Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
The Red Krayola,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stetsasonic,
Minny Pops,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Loose Ends,
The Pop Group,
The Dead C,
The Index,
kango's stein massive,
The Young Rascals,
Cameo,
X-Ray Spex,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ice-T,
Soulsonic Force,
Nils Olav,
Mad Mike,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grauzone,
Bootsy Collins,
Reagan Youth,
Tommy Roe,
Scrapy,
Buzzcocks,
Pulsallama,
Aural Exciters,
Dead Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
B.T. Express,
Jacob Miller,
Mary Jane Girls,
Arcadia,
Alphaville,
the Slits,
Banda Bassotti,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.