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 India and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moody Blues to the rock 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Visage,
The Happenings,
One Last Wish,
H. Thieme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Terry,
Minny Pops,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiohead,
The Moleskins,
Moby Grape,
Black Moon,
Pussy Galore,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chris & Cosey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeff Mills,
The Index,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
Soft Cell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric B and Rakim,
PIL,
D'Angelo,
Masters at Work,
This Heat,
Pagans,
L. Decosne,
Derrick May,
Toni Rubio,
The Star Department,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Duran Duran,
Joy Division,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Copeland,
Angry Samoans,
Symarip,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Modern Lovers,
The Trojans,
The Names,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Birthday Party,
Donny Hathaway,
Easy Going,
Lakeside,
kango's stein massive,
Con Funk Shun,
Ronan,
The Kinks,
The Young Rascals,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.