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 Argentina and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Anthony Braxton to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator 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 rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dual Sessions,
Minny Pops,
Stereo Dub,
Lower 48,
The New Christs,
Harmonia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fugs,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Niagra,
The United States of America,
Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
Sarah Menescal,
DNA,
Das Ding,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
James White and The Blacks,
Fugazi,
Goldenarms,
Alice Coltrane,
the Germs,
Zapp,
Blake Baxter,
The Associates,
Peter & Gordon,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
PIL,
Jesper Dahlback,
Little Man,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Durutti Column,
The Skatalites,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
China Crisis,
The Gun Club,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Red Krayola,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Adolescents,
Electric Prunes,
The Move,
Rotary Connection,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Names,
The Gap Band,
Accadde A,
Kas Product,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.