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 Taiwan and from Woodstock.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cameo to the dance 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Hill,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed,
Kas Product,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gichy Dan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bad Manners,
B.T. Express,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Litter,
The Mojo Men,
Main Source,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
PIL,
Roy Ayers,
Funky Four + One,
The Remains,
Severed Heads,
Adolescents,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moleskins,
The Standells,
Rod Modell,
The Grass Roots,
Kayak,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Mills,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter and Kerry,
Amon Düül II,
Tres Demented,
Barbara Tucker,
Goldenarms,
Das Ding,
ABBA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
The Wake,
Mark Hollis,
The Skatalites,
The Residents,
Excepter,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Move,
Bootsy Collins,
World's Most,
Qualms,
Avey Tare,
Pylon,
The Moody Blues,
Glenn Branca,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bill Near,
The J.B.'s,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.