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 Mongolia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Das Ding to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jacques Brel,
Warsaw,
Vainqueur,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erykah Badu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bronski Beat,
Au Pairs,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Max Romeo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grey Daturas,
The Velvet Underground,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Leaves,
UT,
Lou Reed,
Flipper,
The Knickerbockers,
Neu!,
Dawn Penn,
Yellowson,
Average White Band,
Ossler,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marc Almond,
Ludus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Royal Trux,
KRS-One,
The Slits,
Loose Ends,
Derrick May,
Sarah Menescal,
Minutemen,
Public Image Ltd.,
Al Stewart,
Banda Bassotti,
Terry Callier,
Hashim,
Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oblivians,
Rapeman,
Zapp,
Subhumans,
FM Einheit,
The Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Groovy Waters,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.