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 Belgium and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bill Near to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord 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 oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Eurythmics,
the Swans,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Searchers,
Jeff Mills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aaron Thompson,
The Trojans,
Sällskapet,
T. Rex,
Isaac Hayes,
Judy Mowatt,
Peter and Kerry,
Sister Nancy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Au Pairs,
The Misunderstood,
Jacob Miller,
Tears for Fears,
Qualms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Christie,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
Robert Hood,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Silicon Teens,
June of 44,
Television,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Negative Approach,
Juan Atkins,
The Monks,
Ossler,
Das Ding,
New Order,
K-Klass,
Michelle Simonal,
10cc,
The Cure,
Scrapy,
Metal Thangz,
X-101,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
Unrelated Segments,
Agitation Free,
Janne Schatter,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
Pussy Galore,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.