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 Bhutan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Reuben Wilson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe 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 clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Copeland,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cecil Taylor,
Dual Sessions,
The Velvet Underground,
Absolute Body Control,
Whodini,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Popol Vuh,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Tremeloes,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
The Walker Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
Average White Band,
Donny Hathaway,
David Bowie,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Germs,
Nas,
Joe Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter & Gordon,
Fugazi,
Marshall Jefferson,
Con Funk Shun,
K-Klass,
Anakelly,
Guru Guru,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
Joyce Sims,
Sonic Youth,
Mars,
Lungfish,
Lightning Bolt,
Technova,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Livin' Joy,
Harry Pussy,
Crooked Eye,
Minny Pops,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Pantaleimon,
Q65,
Lalann,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marc Almond,
Cluster,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.