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 Germany and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Henry Cow to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a synthesizer 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Amon Düül II,
The American Breed,
Severed Heads,
Scientists,
Mantronix,
Wolf Eyes,
The Electric Prunes,
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Unwound,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultra Naté,
the Swans,
Yazoo,
Brothers Johnson,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Slick Rick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fuzztones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick Morgan,
Mr. Review,
Buzzcocks,
The Wake,
Average White Band,
Chrome,
Kevin Saunderson,
Robert Görl,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Toni Rubio,
Amazonics,
Drexciya,
The Leaves,
Al Stewart,
Joe Smooth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lungfish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
Byron Stingily,
Ituana,
Angry Samoans,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Moleskins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Albert Ayler,
Pagans,
The Golliwogs,
Crash Course in Science,
Moss Icon,
Urselle,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed,
The Monks,
Sparks,
Ossler,
Deepchord,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.