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 Oman and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Echospace 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Simply Red,
The Blackbyrds,
The Searchers,
Technova,
Lee Hazlewood,
Outsiders,
Deakin,
Crime,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dave Gahan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MDC,
Motorama,
Sister Nancy,
The Doors,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Pretty Things,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
ABBA,
Jandek,
Morten Harket,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Light Orchestra,
R.M.O.,
The Skatalites,
Au Pairs,
Alphaville,
Index,
the Soft Cell,
Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Sneak,
Camouflage,
The Dirtbombs,
Wolf Eyes,
Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pantytec,
Al Stewart,
Supertramp,
Skriet,
Lou Christie,
The Smiths,
Little Man,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
Schoolly D,
Ultra Naté,
Altered Images,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Beau Brummels,
Grey Daturas,
Boz Scaggs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric Dolphy,
Siglo XX,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.