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 Andorra and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin 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 June of 44 to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar 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 theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Slave,
Dennis Brown,
The Seeds,
Stiv Bators,
Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Pus,
Audionom,
The Searchers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Glambeats Corp.,
Vainqueur,
The Standells,
a-ha,
Suicide,
Mo-Dettes,
Cheater Slicks,
Tommy Roe,
Black Moon,
The Star Department,
Y Pants,
Ludus,
Maurizio,
Graham Central Station,
Q and Not U,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Moleskins,
The Moody Blues,
Ponytail,
Bobby Womack,
Hoover,
cv313,
The Martian,
Saccharine Trust,
The Buckinghams,
Smog,
Banda Bassotti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Durutti Column,
Todd Terry,
Index,
Derrick May,
Skarface,
Bad Manners,
The Gun Club,
Ornette Coleman,
Danielle Patucci,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fall,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sandy B,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
Massinfluence,
Eli Mardock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
Junior Murvin,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.