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 Manila.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Connie Case to the disco 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes 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 mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Kayak,
Skaos,
Black Pus,
The Gories,
Isaac Hayes,
Grauzone,
Pulsallama,
Sandy B,
Unwound,
Sun City Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Icehouse,
Tom Boy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jacques Brel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bill Wells,
Piero Umiliani,
F. McDonald,
Symarip,
Roy Ayers,
Pere Ubu,
Magazine,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Warren Ellis,
Schoolly D,
James White and The Blacks,
June Days,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispian St. Peters,
Basic Channel,
Neil Young,
Panda Bear,
Kas Product,
Lyres,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jawbox,
Chris Corsano,
Drexciya,
The Happenings,
Kaleidoscope,
Cluster,
Radiohead,
Kerri Chandler,
Au Pairs,
Spoonie Gee,
the Slits,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
CMW,
Eric B and Rakim,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Leaves,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.