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 Latvia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 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 The Wake to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Graham Central Station,
Rites of Spring,
Black Flag,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Beau Brummels,
The Remains,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
MDC,
Black Bananas,
Rekid,
Zapp,
JFA,
The Knickerbockers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mission of Burma,
Skriet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Peter and Kerry,
Essential Logic,
Guru Guru,
Average White Band,
Buzzcocks,
Inner City,
Blossom Toes,
Soulsonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Stereo Dub,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Second Layer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mandrill,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Clarke,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül,
Babytalk,
Byron Stingily,
Easy Going,
OOIOO,
Clear Light,
The Index,
David McCallum,
The Victims,
Warsaw,
The Neon Judgement,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
Arthur Verocai,
Circle Jerks,
Pylon,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.