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 Czech Republic and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minor Threat to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator 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 snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
New York Dolls,
Reuben Wilson,
Mantronix,
The Electric Prunes,
ABBA,
China Crisis,
Sun Ra,
Spoonie Gee,
Leonard Cohen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Sherman,
Aswad,
Aloha Tigers,
Isaac Hayes,
Brick,
Roxette,
Flash Fearless,
The Birthday Party,
H. Thieme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eurythmics,
Derrick Morgan,
Royal Trux,
Model 500,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cure,
Crash Course in Science,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crime,
Kerri Chandler,
Simply Red,
Derrick May,
Albert Ayler,
Shoche,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Smooth,
Clear Light,
The Five Americans,
Junior Murvin,
Chrome,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Monochrome Set,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Music Machine,
Smog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
D'Angelo,
Pere Ubu,
cv313,
This Heat,
Malaria!,
Ken Boothe,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.