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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Metal Thangz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb 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 spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Rotary Connection,
Jeff Lynne,
Sugar Minott,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sonics,
Symarip,
Scan 7,
Delta 5,
Agent Orange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Foxx,
Boz Scaggs,
Roxette,
The Searchers,
Lucky Dragons,
Cymande,
The Durutti Column,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mummies,
Suburban Knight,
Black Sheep,
The Birthday Party,
The Smoke,
Basic Channel,
Japan,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
Carl Craig,
Fluxion,
Yusef Lateef,
Wally Richardson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Banda Bassotti,
B.T. Express,
Soft Cell,
The Toasters,
Icehouse,
Patti Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Laurel Aitken,
Toni Rubio,
Sixth Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
Loose Ends,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Colin Newman,
The Blues Magoos,
The Offenders,
Zapp,
Roxy Music,
Section 25,
Bill Wells,
Mantronix,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.