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 Mozambique 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brothers Johnson to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry's Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
Flipper,
Roy Ayers,
X-101,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
JFA,
The Monochrome Set,
Susan Cadogan,
The Moleskins,
Dual Sessions,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scientists,
The Gap Band,
MC5,
The Wake,
Icehouse,
Easy Going,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brand Nubian,
The Barracudas,
OOIOO,
Prince Buster,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Severed Heads,
Bauhaus,
The Selecter,
Masters at Work,
Ralphi Rosario,
Accadde A,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minnie Riperton,
Yellowson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Knickerbockers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Pus,
Franke,
Skarface,
Suburban Knight,
Deadbeat,
Joey Negro,
Darondo,
ABC,
The Detroit Cobras,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kayak,
Gang Starr,
The Dead C,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.