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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scott Walker to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul II Soul,
Parry Music,
Au Pairs,
Skriet,
The Walker Brothers,
Jawbox,
Bill Near,
Roxy Music,
Thee Headcoats,
The Associates,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Real Kids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zapp,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Eric Dolphy,
Slave,
Malaria!,
Nils Olav,
Darondo,
Mission of Burma,
The American Breed,
ABBA,
Nik Kershaw,
Piero Umiliani,
Hardrive,
Duran Duran,
Pantytec,
Stereo Dub,
David Bowie,
Lalann,
David McCallum,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Dead C,
KRS-One,
Boredoms,
T. Rex,
Andrew Hill,
Kurtis Blow,
David Axelrod,
The Birthday Party,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-101,
Roy Ayers,
Anakelly,
Anthony Braxton,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ice-T,
Interpol,
Hasil Adkins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Flag,
LL Cool J,
Barry Ungar,
The Remains,
Loose Ends,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.