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 Romania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Althea and Donna to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum 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 harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Style,
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Ronan,
Deadbeat,
The Gladiators,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gories,
Youth Brigade,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Infiniti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television,
D'Angelo,
Bill Wells,
X-101,
Rites of Spring,
Shoche,
Oneida,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barry Ungar,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Basic Channel,
Clear Light,
The Tremeloes,
In Retrospect,
Subhumans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Section 25,
Arcadia,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slackers,
Blossom Toes,
Electric Prunes,
The Zeros,
Blancmange,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
UT,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mantronix,
Erykah Badu,
Zero Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
MDC,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yusef Lateef,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roy Ayers,
Scion,
Visage,
Gabor Szabo,
Skarface,
Lou Christie,
Crispy Ambulance,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.