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 Uruguay and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mad Mike to the crunk 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a spring reverb 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 guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Velvet Underground,
Motorama,
Excepter,
Franke,
Angry Samoans,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Peter and Kerry,
Howard Jones,
The Toasters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unrelated Segments,
Thompson Twins,
Magma,
Soul II Soul,
Sexual Harrassment,
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
Interpol,
Accadde A,
KRS-One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bronski Beat,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Golliwogs,
Outsiders,
Television,
Ornette Coleman,
Barry Ungar,
Aswad,
Pere Ubu,
10cc,
Anakelly,
Johnny Clarke,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cramps,
Blake Baxter,
Second Layer,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nils Olav,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
X-102,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Toni Rubio,
Eli Mardock,
Eric Dolphy,
Junior Murvin,
The Victims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.