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 Somalia and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Buckinghams to the rock 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Neon Judgement,
Amazonics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter & Gordon,
ABC,
Delon & Dalcan,
Subhumans,
The Human League,
Procol Harum,
Eric Copeland,
Crispian St. Peters,
Junior Murvin,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
June Days,
Brothers Johnson,
Morten Harket,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Bar-Kays,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Germs,
Faust,
AZ,
The Music Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jeff Lynne,
Girls At Our Best!,
DNA,
Mars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Chris Corsano,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cure,
Curtis Mayfield,
Saccharine Trust,
X-Ray Spex,
Eli Mardock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Unrelated Segments,
KRS-One,
Make Up,
Talk Talk,
Massinfluence,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fad Gadget,
Black Sheep,
Ultra Naté,
The Raincoats,
The J.B.'s,
Jeru the Damaja,
This Heat,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Christie,
Franke,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.