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 Indonesia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Wake to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a clarinet 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 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
MDC,
Flash Fearless,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cal Tjader,
Crash Course in Science,
Lalann,
Q and Not U,
Sparks,
The Vogues,
Interpol,
Simply Red,
Swell Maps,
Gong,
X-102,
Marine Girls,
Glenn Branca,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Japan,
Depeche Mode,
the Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
The Neon Judgement,
Inner City,
Eddi Front,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Divine Comedy,
Derrick May,
Wally Richardson,
kango's stein massive,
Das Ding,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Fela Kuti,
Loose Ends,
Bill Wells,
Fear,
Hasil Adkins,
Patti Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
Quantec,
Charles Mingus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Soft Cell,
Second Layer,
Sugar Minott,
Iggy Pop,
Nas,
U.S. Maple,
Radiohead,
Jerry's Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scion,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.