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 Mauritius and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Gun Club to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a harpsichord and a clarinet 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Motions,
Television Personalities,
Dawn Penn,
Swell Maps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sex Pistols,
Man Parrish,
CMW,
Warren Ellis,
The Fire Engines,
Infiniti,
Half Japanese,
Hardrive,
The Five Americans,
Chrome,
Peter and Kerry,
Ludus,
The Fortunes,
Black Bananas,
DNA,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Loose Ends,
ABC,
Desert Stars,
The Gun Club,
Avey Tare,
Unwound,
Scan 7,
Blake Baxter,
Visage,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Selecter,
The Velvet Underground,
Arcadia,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Starr,
Little Man,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fugs,
AZ,
John Foxx,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lyres,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lalann,
Surgeon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flipper,
Groovy Waters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blossom Toes,
The Fall,
Lindisfarne,
Ice-T,
Mars,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.