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 Peru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Stereo Dub to the grime 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer 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 arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spoonie Gee,
Angry Samoans,
Intrusion,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Patti Smith,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hashim,
Pagans,
Parry Music,
Monolake,
Sandy B,
Ossler,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blake Baxter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Q65,
Joe Smooth,
Lungfish,
Dave Gahan,
David Bowie,
Masters at Work,
Fluxion,
Crime,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
New Order,
Slave,
Amazonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Sherman,
Fear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fugs,
The Vogues,
Deepchord,
U.S. Maple,
Joy Division,
Joe Finger,
The Golliwogs,
FM Einheit,
Marmalade,
Lakeside,
Faraquet,
Matthew Halsall,
Kurtis Blow,
The Neon Judgement,
Oblivians,
Eve St. Jones,
Visage,
CMW,
Youth Brigade,
AZ,
Whodini,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.