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 Tanzania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yazoo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare 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 chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Japan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Organ,
Drexciya,
Symarip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
Scan 7,
Guru Guru,
Agent Orange,
Outsiders,
The Leaves,
Stetsasonic,
Duran Duran,
Soft Machine,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barrington Levy,
Supertramp,
The Remains,
Charles Mingus,
L. Decosne,
The Blackbyrds,
The Real Kids,
Bauhaus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Cramps,
Jerry's Kids,
Babytalk,
Visage,
Porter Ricks,
48th St. Collective,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris & Cosey,
The Zeros,
JFA,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
The Birthday Party,
FM Einheit,
Matthew Halsall,
Eddi Front,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brothers Johnson,
The Five Americans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quadrant,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.