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 Mozambique and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lindisfarne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New Age Steppers,
Delta 5,
Ice-T,
Flash Fearless,
Faust,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Banda Bassotti,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sight & Sound,
Magma,
Slave,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Nils Olav,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yazoo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Darondo,
R.M.O.,
Robert Hood,
Leonard Cohen,
Simply Red,
Pulsallama,
Wings,
The Wake,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Freddie Wadling,
DNA,
Morten Harket,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Modern Lovers,
The Zeros,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Rundgren,
Oblivians,
Drexciya,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moss Icon,
Scrapy,
Subhumans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lalann,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Patti Smith,
Crime,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tres Demented,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Style,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Trojans,
Franke,
Excepter,
Royal Trux,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lindisfarne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flipper,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.