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 Ghana and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord 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 Slave to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
The Grass Roots,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mars,
Thompson Twins,
Scientists,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Durutti Column,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Slave,
Pantytec,
Minnie Riperton,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Maleditus Sound,
The Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Inner City,
The Mummies,
Dual Sessions,
Das Ding,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Albert Ayler,
Piero Umiliani,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gap Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Red Krayola,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sugar Minott,
Crime,
Lindisfarne,
Terry Callier,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gories,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Flag,
L. Decosne,
The Kinks,
The Searchers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sällskapet,
the Bar-Kays,
Nirvana,
Crooked Eye,
Judy Mowatt,
DJ Style,
Wasted Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
Nico,
Pylon,
Alison Limerick,
Animal Collective,
Pierre Henry,
T. Rex,
Main Source,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.