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 Tuvalu and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Selecter 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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Techniques,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Happenings,
Brand Nubian,
The Blues Magoos,
These Immortal Souls,
David Bowie,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lou Reed,
Crooked Eye,
Crime,
Newcleus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
Echospace,
The Star Department,
Excepter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Yusef Lateef,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neu!,
Derrick May,
The Slits,
Dawn Penn,
Donald Byrd,
Blancmange,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joy Division,
Flipper,
Tomorrow,
Shoche,
Sugar Minott,
X-102,
Simply Red,
Buzzcocks,
Barrington Levy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
Public Enemy,
Max Romeo,
Amon Düül II,
Moebius,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cameo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Human League,
Ponytail,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.