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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 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 Aural Exciters to the crunk 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar 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 guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
D'Angelo,
Soulsonic Force,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Panda Bear,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Almond,
Jimmy McGriff,
Skarface,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Schoolly D,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Terry,
The Vogues,
Sarah Menescal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joe Finger,
The Durutti Column,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suicide,
Jandek,
Unrelated Segments,
Quando Quango,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fuzztones,
Camouflage,
FM Einheit,
Lower 48,
Robert Hood,
Sandy B,
Deadbeat,
DNA,
Anakelly,
Yaz,
Severed Heads,
Judy Mowatt,
Circle Jerks,
Mad Mike,
Bad Manners,
Black Moon,
Organ,
Derrick May,
Cybotron,
China Crisis,
The Martian,
Pere Ubu,
One Last Wish,
The Cowsills,
Chris Corsano,
Bob Dylan,
Infiniti,
Siglo XX,
Tubeway Army,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Smog,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.