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 Japan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Sound to the techno 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 snare 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 snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Silicon Teens,
Banda Bassotti,
Prince Buster,
Zero Boys,
The Last Poets,
Main Source,
Radiohead,
Japan,
Icehouse,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
Cymande,
Stiv Bators,
Trumans Water,
Eurythmics,
Pantaleimon,
Lucky Dragons,
Gerry Rafferty,
Basic Channel,
Guru Guru,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dorothy Ashby,
D'Angelo,
CMW,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
Desert Stars,
Los Fastidios,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül II,
Chris Corsano,
Rakim,
Tom Boy,
The Searchers,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crash Course in Science,
X-101,
Tim Buckley,
Danielle Patucci,
Carl Craig,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
Malaria!,
Aaron Thompson,
Dennis Brown,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sun City Girls,
Don Cherry,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.