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 Bolivia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Smoke 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb 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 an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Sugar Minott,
Quadrant,
Tom Boy,
Pagans,
Niagra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glenn Branca,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Blackbyrds,
Y Pants,
The Star Department,
The Dead C,
Fat Boys,
Adolescents,
David McCallum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Evens,
Monolake,
The Gladiators,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Wells,
Dark Day,
the Swans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Essential Logic,
Tears for Fears,
Chrome,
Deadbeat,
KRS-One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vainqueur,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Human League,
Youth Brigade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Con Funk Shun,
Shoche,
John Lydon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Moon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Half Japanese,
The Grass Roots,
Pantytec,
Wally Richardson,
Idris Muhammad,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stockholm Monsters,
The United States of America,
Royal Trux,
Q65,
Massinfluence,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.