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 Georgia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Association to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Sonics,
The Walker Brothers,
Duran Duran,
Hoover,
Dawn Penn,
New Age Steppers,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
Lebanon Hanover,
Essential Logic,
Inner City,
Neil Young,
Excepter,
Rekid,
Mars,
Adolescents,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Slackers,
The Count Five,
Slick Rick,
Skriet,
Rites of Spring,
Peter & Gordon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dave Gahan,
Rotary Connection,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Anthony Braxton,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
China Crisis,
Crash Course in Science,
Audionom,
The Move,
The Mojo Men,
Bluetip,
Traffic Nightmare,
Al Stewart,
48th St. Collective,
Ituana,
Das Ding,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Michelle Simonal,
Gabor Szabo,
The Young Rascals,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Howard Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiohead,
Lyres,
Newcleus,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonic Youth,
The Names,
Stetsasonic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Divine Comedy,
World's Most,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.