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 India and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 Tubeway Army to the crunk 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Mars,
Steve Hackett,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Danielle Patucci,
Grey Daturas,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantaleimon,
The Grass Roots,
Michelle Simonal,
the Sonics,
Jeff Mills,
Morten Harket,
Rod Modell,
Rosa Yemen,
Hot Snakes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
cv313,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
Essential Logic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
DJ Style,
Scan 7,
Hoover,
Ohio Players,
Yaz,
The Associates,
X-101,
Don Cherry,
Fluxion,
Lungfish,
ABBA,
Prince Buster,
Ponytail,
Silicon Teens,
PIL,
The Sonics,
Chris Corsano,
Anakelly,
The Five Americans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Smiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Roger Hodgson,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Royal Trux,
Livin' Joy,
World's Most,
Rekid,
Kurtis Blow,
The Names,
Qualms,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.