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 Malaysia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Monolake to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron 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 chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Joyce Sims,
The Doors,
Q65,
Funkadelic,
the Human League,
Eli Mardock,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Flamin' Groovies,
Outsiders,
Amazonics,
ABBA,
Oblivians,
FM Einheit,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
JFA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed,
Moebius,
The Barracudas,
Tom Boy,
Colin Newman,
Sparks,
Tubeway Army,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Bourne,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
Toni Rubio,
Deepchord,
Main Source,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Invisible,
Amon Düül,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Byrd,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sandy B,
Bill Wells,
Lower 48,
Minnie Riperton,
T. Rex,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Knickerbockers,
Eden Ahbez,
Wasted Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül II,
Schoolly D,
Scratch Acid,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Bar-Kays,
The Blues Magoos,
Pulsallama,
Joy Division,
Pantytec,
Nik Kershaw,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.