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 Brazil and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Alice Coltrane to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Tears for Fears,
Leonard Cohen,
Scion,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Urselle,
Camberwell Now,
Section 25,
Inner City,
Jeru the Damaja,
Porter Ricks,
X-102,
Lungfish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Real Kids,
Boz Scaggs,
FM Einheit,
The United States of America,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Byrd,
Bluetip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Accadde A,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spandau Ballet,
Hoover,
Jerry's Kids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yazoo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marvin Gaye,
Aloha Tigers,
James White and The Blacks,
Icehouse,
Crime,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heaven 17,
Radiopuhelimet,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Fraelich,
Arcadia,
Stereo Dub,
Juan Atkins,
The Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Al Stewart,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxy Music,
Harpers Bizarre,
Outsiders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.