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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare 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 linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Jesper Dahlback,
OOIOO,
Boogie Down Productions,
Darondo,
Avey Tare,
Zapp,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
H. Thieme,
Erasure,
Sparks,
Country Teasers,
Organ,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Trojans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camouflage,
Jeff Mills,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Sister Nancy,
Don Cherry,
Swell Maps,
John Cale,
Audionom,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gap Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bob Dylan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Wings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
The Victims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Supertramp,
Minnie Riperton,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
June of 44,
Scientists,
Byron Stingily,
Vladislav Delay,
UT,
Joy Division,
Severed Heads,
Scrapy,
Electric Prunes,
Stiv Bators,
Qualms,
Gang of Four,
Banda Bassotti,
Jacques Brel,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.