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 Colombia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the disco 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord 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 clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Flash Fearless,
Frankie Knuckles,
Japan,
The Techniques,
K-Klass,
Lalann,
Malaria!,
David McCallum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yazoo,
Tim Buckley,
Black Sheep,
Pierre Henry,
Von Mondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-101,
Avey Tare,
MDC,
the Normal,
Agitation Free,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soulsonic Force,
8 Eyed Spy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Toasters,
Cluster,
Rekid,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
The Mojo Men,
Lightning Bolt,
Cybotron,
DJ Style,
Radiopuhelimet,
Excepter,
Letta Mbulu,
The Slackers,
The New Christs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Maurizio,
Tres Demented,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wings,
Fat Boys,
The Remains,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Animal Collective,
Gichy Dan,
The Beau Brummels,
David Axelrod,
Lyres,
Colin Newman,
Ludus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Althea and Donna,
Brass Construction,
Bang On A Can,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.