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 Greece and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delon & Dalcan 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Von Mondo,
Scott Walker,
Rapeman,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
Flash Fearless,
The Trojans,
Young Marble Giants,
The Divine Comedy,
Index,
The Raincoats,
These Immortal Souls,
Eden Ahbez,
Intrusion,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Smiths,
Eurythmics,
Anakelly,
F. McDonald,
Ken Boothe,
Skaos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erykah Badu,
Fugazi,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moby Grape,
Minutemen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brothers Johnson,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lakeside,
The New Christs,
Porter Ricks,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Pagans,
Public Enemy,
The Pop Group,
Underground Resistance,
Camberwell Now,
Anthony Braxton,
Ornette Coleman,
New York Dolls,
Henry Cow,
Make Up,
The Buckinghams,
Mr. Review,
Minny Pops,
Deakin,
Hot Snakes,
Iggy Pop,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.