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 Mali and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Youth Brigade to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Q65,
The Cramps,
Piero Umiliani,
Mission of Burma,
Sällskapet,
Dave Gahan,
Al Stewart,
Echospace,
Black Bananas,
Cluster,
The Litter,
48th St. Collective,
John Cale,
The Cosmic Jokers,
La Düsseldorf,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
Nico,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Supertramp,
Sun Ra,
LL Cool J,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brick,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiohead,
Skarface,
Ten City,
The Techniques,
The Motions,
Bill Wells,
The Move,
Rufus Thomas,
Marc Almond,
Freddie Wadling,
10cc,
Kayak,
Aaron Thompson,
The Trojans,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris & Cosey,
Rekid,
Severed Heads,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ornette Coleman,
Crispy Ambulance,
Donny Hathaway,
The Grass Roots,
Negative Approach,
Silicon Teens,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Morten Harket,
Godley & Creme,
Theoretical Girls,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.