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 Indonesia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Underground Resistance to the dance 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes 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 harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Marc Almond,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Hood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Make Up,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Saints,
China Crisis,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-102,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Q and Not U,
Peter and Kerry,
Babytalk,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cybotron,
Sex Pistols,
Ohio Players,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Techniques,
Sällskapet,
Basic Channel,
In Retrospect,
Suicide,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rosa Yemen,
Barry Ungar,
The Dead C,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gap Band,
The Buckinghams,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
D'Angelo,
Danielle Patucci,
Sparks,
Index,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Lou Christie,
Joy Division,
The Litter,
Robert Wyatt,
MDC,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
JFA,
R.M.O.,
Sugar Minott,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jeff Mills,
the Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
Sonic Youth,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.