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 Antigua and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
Skarface,
The Fuzztones,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Mills,
The Slackers,
Groovy Waters,
U.S. Maple,
Brass Construction,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Chris & Cosey,
the Association,
Lou Reed,
The Gladiators,
Rosa Yemen,
James White and The Blacks,
The Star Department,
Popol Vuh,
Can,
Minutemen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Metal Thangz,
Maurizio,
Second Layer,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Von Mondo,
LL Cool J,
Basic Channel,
Donald Byrd,
Bang On A Can,
Shoche,
Motorama,
David McCallum,
Swans,
D'Angelo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mummies,
Gabor Szabo,
Symarip,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang Green,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun City Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Neu!,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ludus,
Soft Cell,
Mars,
Slick Rick,
Depeche Mode,
David Axelrod,
Liliput,
Lalann,
K-Klass,
Tubeway Army,
Ossler,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.