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 Spain and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oppenheimer Analysis 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Womack,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Angels of Light,
X-102,
Soft Machine,
Moby Grape,
JFA,
Electric Prunes,
Los Fastidios,
Minor Threat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Shadows of Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barclay James Harvest,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Darondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Clear Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Mills,
A Certain Ratio,
Pierre Henry,
Ossler,
Make Up,
Public Image Ltd.,
Janne Schatter,
Deepchord,
Joe Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kas Product,
Sällskapet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sarah Menescal,
The Red Krayola,
Metal Thangz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hardrive,
Don Cherry,
Terry Callier,
Slave,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Kinks,
Bauhaus,
The Black Dice,
X-101,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zapp,
Sun City Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
Dual Sessions,
the Association,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.