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 Russia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in 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 Yellowson to the rock 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron 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 marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Aswad,
Man Parrish,
The Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Terry,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Urselle,
Chrome,
The Barracudas,
Crime,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
One Last Wish,
EPMD,
Sandy B,
Bad Manners,
Second Layer,
Connie Case,
Ronan,
Moss Icon,
Bluetip,
Subhumans,
Public Enemy,
Mo-Dettes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Raincoats,
The Invisible,
Von Mondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grauzone,
ABC,
Shuggie Otis,
Jeff Mills,
Crooked Eye,
Iggy Pop,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
Livin' Joy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Circle Jerks,
Hot Snakes,
Agent Orange,
Tropical Tobacco,
Davy DMX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
John Cale,
Don Cherry,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mighty Diamonds,
T.S.O.L.,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.