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 Saudi Arabia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Oneida to the crunk 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron 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 mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moss Icon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brand Nubian,
Mantronix,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
Dennis Brown,
Roxette,
Buzzcocks,
Mandrill,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Freddie Wadling,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roger Hodgson,
Sandy B,
The Cowsills,
Cheater Slicks,
Chris Corsano,
Bauhaus,
Albert Ayler,
Rakim,
Altered Images,
Cybotron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arthur Verocai,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Green,
Deadbeat,
June of 44,
The Real Kids,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Almond,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-102,
Janne Schatter,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bronski Beat,
Accadde A,
Funky Four + One,
Circle Jerks,
Saccharine Trust,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glenn Branca,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fugazi,
The Knickerbockers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boredoms,
Lyres,
Robert Hood,
Brass Construction,
The Litter,
Lungfish,
Barbara Tucker,
Matthew Bourne,
The Kinks,
Rosa Yemen,
Amon Düül,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.