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 Lithuania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Cameo to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a snare 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 mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
48th St. Collective,
Can,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Outsiders,
Kaleidoscope,
Fear,
Archie Shepp,
The United States of America,
Mad Mike,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monochrome Set,
Minutemen,
Pylon,
Surgeon,
Aswad,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun City Girls,
David McCallum,
Deakin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Simply Red,
Make Up,
Davy DMX,
10cc,
The Walker Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Ossler,
The Dirtbombs,
Nirvana,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Association,
Masters at Work,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gories,
Flamin' Groovies,
Young Marble Giants,
Section 25,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Saints,
Kerri Chandler,
Swell Maps,
Roger Hodgson,
The Grass Roots,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Technova,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Connie Case,
Moss Icon,
The Victims,
Jeff Lynne,
Marine Girls,
Visage,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.