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 Eritrea and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Roger Hodgson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a theremin 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Severed Heads,
Alton Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacques Brel,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
The Fuzztones,
Morten Harket,
John Lydon,
The Electric Prunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Lindisfarne,
Hasil Adkins,
Scan 7,
Judy Mowatt,
Pantytec,
Stiv Bators,
Hardrive,
The Modern Lovers,
Harry Pussy,
The Vogues,
Harmonia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Electric Prunes,
Franke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Todd Terry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Siglo XX,
The Dead C,
The Busters,
Fad Gadget,
Fat Boys,
Quando Quango,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros,
The Mummies,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Bourne,
Cybotron,
Massinfluence,
Royal Trux,
Thompson Twins,
The Doors,
The Seeds,
Prince Buster,
Freddie Wadling,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Talk Talk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.