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 New Zealand and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Al Stewart to the funk 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 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 sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mojo Men,
Warsaw,
Ohio Players,
The Durutti Column,
UT,
Main Source,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lalann,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hasil Adkins,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker,
The Gories,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Infiniti,
Black Bananas,
Kurtis Blow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
Ituana,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
Make Up,
John Foxx,
Eric Dolphy,
The Standells,
Bill Near,
X-102,
Chris Corsano,
Michelle Simonal,
Surgeon,
Steve Hackett,
This Heat,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Magma,
The Evens,
Derrick Morgan,
Sonny Sharrock,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
Groovy Waters,
Little Man,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Age Steppers,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gun Club,
Basic Channel,
The Shadows of Knight,
Heaven 17,
Harmonia,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.