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 Argentina and from Copenhagen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the disco 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
Rod Modell,
Yusef Lateef,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Tremeloes,
Sällskapet,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Lindisfarne,
Hasil Adkins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sex Pistols,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Busters,
Wire,
Anakelly,
Yellowson,
Pole,
Jerry's Kids,
Lalann,
Eric Dolphy,
Television,
Intrusion,
Letta Mbulu,
John Coltrane,
Steve Hackett,
Sound Behaviour,
Funkadelic,
The Cure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Evens,
The Human League,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Symarip,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vainqueur,
Joy Division,
The Grass Roots,
Nick Fraelich,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swell Maps,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quando Quango,
Average White Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ossler,
Ronnie Foster,
The Standells,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Gichy Dan,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young,
Faust,
Jeff Lynne,
X-Ray Spex,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dead C,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.