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 Afghanistan and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Freddie Wadling to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Maurizio,
Public Enemy,
Supertramp,
Graham Central Station,
The American Breed,
The Doors,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bootsy Collins,
June Days,
John Holt,
Idris Muhammad,
Max Romeo,
Sonic Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Joe Smooth,
Rod Modell,
Minor Threat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brass Construction,
Sparks,
the Sonics,
The Golliwogs,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Grass Roots,
Mandrill,
The Fugs,
Godley & Creme,
This Heat,
Animal Collective,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dennis Brown,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pylon,
the Swans,
The Residents,
Ronnie Foster,
Stereo Dub,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Barrington Levy,
Kerri Chandler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
China Crisis,
Prince Buster,
The Slits,
Marc Almond,
Jandek,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABC,
The Fire Engines,
Ludus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quadrant,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Martian,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.