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 Singapore and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Whodini to the grime 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 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 mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Roger Hodgson,
Television Personalities,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Basic Channel,
The Vogues,
Crooked Eye,
Oblivians,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Hood,
Marc Almond,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Motions,
Deadbeat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bush Tetras,
Mandrill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grey Daturas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Electric Prunes,
PIL,
Make Up,
New York Dolls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Metal Thangz,
Ken Boothe,
Guru Guru,
Sister Nancy,
Japan,
Dave Gahan,
The Saints,
The Moleskins,
Subhumans,
Erasure,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
MDC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camberwell Now,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dead C,
John Lydon,
Kayak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David McCallum,
Half Japanese,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Khruangbin,
The Zeros,
The Young Rascals,
Agitation Free,
The Human League,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Von Mondo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Faust,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terry Callier,
Whodini,
Blancmange,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.