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 Saudi Arabia and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
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 harpsichord 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the dance 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a clarinet 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 theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Quantec,
Dead Boys,
Mars,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rakim,
MC5,
Excepter,
Malaria!,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bad Manners,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roy Ayers,
The Cure,
JFA,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tubeway Army,
Half Japanese,
China Crisis,
Eve St. Jones,
Minutemen,
The United States of America,
Technova,
Slave,
Q and Not U,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Pus,
Don Cherry,
The Sound,
The Raincoats,
Reuben Wilson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mummies,
Howard Jones,
Subhumans,
Sarah Menescal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Near,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marmalade,
Yusef Lateef,
Scan 7,
cv313,
The Kinks,
Average White Band,
Monks,
Roxette,
The Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
Scott Walker,
Cheater Slicks,
Crash Course in Science,
Kevin Saunderson,
Metal Thangz,
Carl Craig,
Byron Stingily,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.