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 Belarus and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Pop Group to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes 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 linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Glenn Branca,
Severed Heads,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
8 Eyed Spy,
Anakelly,
Camberwell Now,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crash Course in Science,
Hasil Adkins,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Arab on Radar,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marvin Gaye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anthony Braxton,
Yellowson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jawbox,
Don Cherry,
Ossler,
Cheater Slicks,
Eddi Front,
Nils Olav,
Fatback Band,
Carl Craig,
Thompson Twins,
June Days,
The Dirtbombs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minnie Riperton,
Marmalade,
U.S. Maple,
The Electric Prunes,
H. Thieme,
The Slits,
The Gladiators,
Suburban Knight,
a-ha,
Little Man,
Erasure,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Nick Fraelich,
Donny Hathaway,
Jerry's Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
Drexciya,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gong,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Crime,
The Fugs,
EPMD,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.