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 Laos and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Leaves to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a synthesizer and a chamberlin 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 arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Move,
Eurythmics,
Eve St. Jones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Sam Rivers,
Roxette,
10cc,
Robert Hood,
Little Man,
The Associates,
Crooked Eye,
Gong,
PIL,
Brass Construction,
OOIOO,
Yazoo,
Zapp,
Hasil Adkins,
Spandau Ballet,
Hoover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mandrill,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlback,
Das Ding,
Clear Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moebius,
Amazonics,
Guru Guru,
Sparks,
Kurtis Blow,
Icehouse,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Supertramp,
Donald Byrd,
Lakeside,
Juan Atkins,
Charles Mingus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
New Age Steppers,
Jandek,
Colin Newman,
Mad Mike,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Leonard Cohen,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Electric Prunes,
Janne Schatter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crime,
Heaven 17,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.