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 Taiwan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Maurizio to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a snare 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 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Last Poets,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Gladiators,
David McCallum,
Average White Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Underground Resistance,
Soft Machine,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
10cc,
Funkadelic,
X-101,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shuggie Otis,
The New Christs,
Rekid,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rites of Spring,
Gong,
Y Pants,
The Cramps,
John Lydon,
Ohio Players,
Smog,
Boredoms,
Crooked Eye,
The Associates,
Girls At Our Best!,
Trumans Water,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moss Icon,
Index,
Throbbing Gristle,
Charles Mingus,
Juan Atkins,
Intrusion,
Colin Newman,
The Star Department,
Hot Snakes,
Drexciya,
Chrome,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marmalade,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker,
Agitation Free,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.