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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 City Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar 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 spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
World's Most,
Smog,
Sight & Sound,
Procol Harum,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Echospace,
Young Marble Giants,
FM Einheit,
One Last Wish,
David McCallum,
Television Personalities,
John Cale,
Underground Resistance,
Zapp,
Scrapy,
Dead Boys,
Ultravox,
John Lydon,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tres Demented,
Robert Wyatt,
Fatback Band,
Robert Görl,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
Make Up,
Technova,
Los Fastidios,
Negative Approach,
DJ Style,
The Dead C,
Rekid,
Drexciya,
The Velvet Underground,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Can,
Mission of Burma,
Bobby Sherman,
Kaleidoscope,
The Barracudas,
The Slackers,
Desert Stars,
The Mummies,
Groovy Waters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Masters at Work,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker,
Gang of Four,
Toni Rubio,
Sam Rivers,
Faraquet,
Cluster,
Blossom Toes,
Interpol,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
CMW,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.