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 Pakistan and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Dawn Penn,
Slick Rick,
Kas Product,
The Five Americans,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Steve Hackett,
Alton Ellis,
The Remains,
Brick,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gap Band,
Symarip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Clear Light,
Barbara Tucker,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobby Womack,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Slave,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Age Steppers,
MDC,
Soft Machine,
Crime,
T. Rex,
Chrome,
Model 500,
Fluxion,
Sugar Minott,
Agent Orange,
Zapp,
Sparks,
Robert Görl,
Mantronix,
a-ha,
Depeche Mode,
Nico,
Minutemen,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Music Machine,
Japan,
Gang of Four,
Warren Ellis,
These Immortal Souls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Happenings,
ABBA,
Laurel Aitken,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television Personalities,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.