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 Georgia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Supertramp to the jazz 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar 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 spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
John Cale,
The American Breed,
Negative Approach,
The Names,
X-101,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doors,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
Rufus Thomas,
The Toasters,
Minutemen,
Wire,
Crooked Eye,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
New Order,
Dennis Brown,
Barbara Tucker,
The Walker Brothers,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Janne Schatter,
Sound Behaviour,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thompson Twins,
Surgeon,
In Retrospect,
Banda Bassotti,
Rod Modell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Drive Like Jehu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television,
Rekid,
Iggy Pop,
ABC,
Graham Central Station,
The Dave Clark Five,
Freddie Wadling,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dual Sessions,
Bronski Beat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Talk Talk,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flash Fearless,
Thee Headcoats,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hot Snakes,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.