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 El Salvador and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABC to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar 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 linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Barry Ungar,
Todd Rundgren,
Surgeon,
A Certain Ratio,
Pagans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gregory Isaacs,
Absolute Body Control,
Lalann,
The Grass Roots,
Basic Channel,
Wally Richardson,
Model 500,
Ronnie Foster,
kango's stein massive,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Agitation Free,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marmalade,
The Dead C,
Dennis Brown,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eric Dolphy,
Bush Tetras,
Reuben Wilson,
Althea and Donna,
Patti Smith,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Animal Collective,
Urselle,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Depeche Mode,
Prince Buster,
The Names,
The Divine Comedy,
Newcleus,
Sarah Menescal,
Joy Division,
The Busters,
Procol Harum,
Blossom Toes,
Guru Guru,
Kerrie Biddell,
Visage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jawbox,
The Buckinghams,
The Mummies,
Oblivians,
Howard Jones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxette,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.