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 Niger and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Moleskins to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a guitar 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 clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Mad Mike,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
R.M.O.,
Stereo Dub,
The Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Erasure,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fall,
The Count Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Red Krayola,
Brick,
Organ,
The Searchers,
Grey Daturas,
Urselle,
Bootsy Collins,
Ronnie Foster,
the Sonics,
The Cramps,
Roy Ayers,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pretty Things,
The Modern Lovers,
Tubeway Army,
David McCallum,
A Certain Ratio,
H. Thieme,
Anthony Braxton,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bluetip,
Alton Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Soft Cell,
Kerri Chandler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kenny Larkin,
Half Japanese,
Mo-Dettes,
Nico,
Isaac Hayes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stetsasonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Cluster,
The Human League,
Symarip,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jerry's Kids,
CMW,
Tom Boy,
Arcadia,
Eden Ahbez,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camouflage,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.