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 Kiribati and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Camouflage to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator 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 clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Ossler,
Minny Pops,
Tres Demented,
Joy Division,
Thompson Twins,
Pantaleimon,
E-Dancer,
Urselle,
Crash Course in Science,
Jacob Miller,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
a-ha,
Barrington Levy,
Jacques Brel,
Shoche,
The Evens,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Magazine,
Scion,
Pantytec,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Patti Smith,
The Red Krayola,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
Bad Manners,
The Raincoats,
Curtis Mayfield,
Agent Orange,
Zapp,
Unwound,
Sarah Menescal,
New Age Steppers,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
T. Rex,
Donald Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Graham Central Station,
Lalann,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gap Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Buckinghams,
Yellowson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Porter Ricks,
Funky Four + One,
Public Image Ltd.,
Young Marble Giants,
Rotary Connection,
Scott Walker,
John Foxx,
Technova,
One Last Wish,
Mo-Dettes,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
Absolute Body Control,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.