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 Malta and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Silicon Teens to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Cymande,
Country Teasers,
Derrick Morgan,
James White and The Blacks,
Rites of Spring,
The Moody Blues,
Babytalk,
Sound Behaviour,
Rotary Connection,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jandek,
Gang of Four,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donny Hathaway,
The Zeros,
Joensuu 1685,
Shoche,
Fluxion,
Yazoo,
Wolf Eyes,
Funky Four + One,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Leaves,
Pylon,
Sparks,
Swell Maps,
Harry Pussy,
Television,
Tomorrow,
The Sound,
Joey Negro,
Letta Mbulu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Juan Atkins,
The Happenings,
The Black Dice,
KRS-One,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crime,
Aural Exciters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter and Kerry,
Spoonie Gee,
Chris Corsano,
Bauhaus,
The Standells,
Brothers Johnson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Morten Harket,
Altered Images,
The Gladiators,
The Fire Engines,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Metal Thangz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.