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 Burundi and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Seeds to the grunge 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and an oboe 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gap Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Tremeloes,
Radio Birdman,
The Fortunes,
The Stooges,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Trumans Water,
Symarip,
Young Marble Giants,
The Doors,
Bobby Womack,
Heaven 17,
Mo-Dettes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magazine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxy Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deadbeat,
Aural Exciters,
Pierre Henry,
Boredoms,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Modern Lovers,
Talk Talk,
Nik Kershaw,
Animal Collective,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Howard Jones,
Infiniti,
The Vogues,
One Last Wish,
Blancmange,
Radiohead,
Black Bananas,
Pussy Galore,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
Jacques Brel,
The Kinks,
Darondo,
The Motions,
Sandy B,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Toasters,
Moebius,
Mad Mike,
Black Pus,
This Heat,
FM Einheit,
The United States of America,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Qualms,
Quando Quango,
Dual Sessions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.