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 Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bobby Sherman to the grime 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro 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 linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Boredoms,
Moebius,
Guru Guru,
Moby Grape,
Eli Mardock,
Nirvana,
Jawbox,
Steve Hackett,
New Age Steppers,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Godley & Creme,
the Soft Cell,
Soul Sonic Force,
AZ,
The Move,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Birthday Party,
Shuggie Otis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radio Birdman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Almond,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soft Cell,
Scion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Simply Red,
CMW,
Technova,
Robert Görl,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Swans,
Colin Newman,
Black Sheep,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Style,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jandek,
Eric Copeland,
Vladislav Delay,
Cal Tjader,
John Holt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Banda Bassotti,
MDC,
Bill Near,
Quantec,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Residents,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.