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 Guinea and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare 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 Quantec to the dance 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Drexciya,
Godley & Creme,
The Mojo Men,
Anthony Braxton,
Country Teasers,
Radiohead,
Organ,
Jawbox,
Animal Collective,
The Fall,
Black Flag,
New York Dolls,
Electric Prunes,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
Josef K,
The Slackers,
Jeff Lynne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mad Mike,
The Saints,
Flash Fearless,
The Techniques,
Blake Baxter,
Rod Modell,
Second Layer,
Lungfish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Carl Craig,
Sight & Sound,
Scott Walker,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
ABC,
Lower 48,
The Monochrome Set,
Gastr Del Sol,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Christie,
Reagan Youth,
The Tremeloes,
Aloha Tigers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brick,
Excepter,
Warren Ellis,
Ituana,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marmalade,
Chrome,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare,
Sällskapet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Metal Thangz,
The J.B.'s,
Chris & Cosey,
PIL,
Rosa Yemen,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.