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 Nauru and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin 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 Nico to the disco 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 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 chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Minny Pops,
Cymande,
Nik Kershaw,
Echospace,
Joe Finger,
The Tremeloes,
Erasure,
The Shadows of Knight,
Blancmange,
Eddi Front,
Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sam Rivers,
Ice-T,
Technova,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
MC5,
Ken Boothe,
Sällskapet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Angry Samoans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nirvana,
Hardrive,
Danielle Patucci,
Marmalade,
The Searchers,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scrapy,
Second Layer,
Andrew Hill,
Liliput,
The Fuzztones,
The Count Five,
Popol Vuh,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moss Icon,
The Busters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sandy B,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ten City,
Michelle Simonal,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Happenings,
Quando Quango,
Neu!,
Gichy Dan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
UT,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mantronix,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.