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 Kenya and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Excepter to the jazz 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 guitar and a theremin 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 organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Altered Images,
Animal Collective,
kango's stein massive,
The Barracudas,
Crooked Eye,
Fear,
10cc,
The Real Kids,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Derrick Morgan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marvin Gaye,
Surgeon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MDC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Freddie Wadling,
FM Einheit,
Pole,
Massinfluence,
Newcleus,
Monolake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blossom Toes,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
Brick,
Howard Jones,
Mars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ten City,
The Selecter,
Joe Finger,
The Neon Judgement,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
These Immortal Souls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Lydon,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alphaville,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Porter Ricks,
Wire,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ohio Players,
Nik Kershaw,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Panda Bear,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.