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 Oman and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Todd Rundgren to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer 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 organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Adolescents,
Blossom Toes,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minny Pops,
Con Funk Shun,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
JFA,
The Residents,
Derrick Morgan,
Wings,
Chris & Cosey,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fuzztones,
Jeff Mills,
Index,
Ten City,
Lindisfarne,
Oblivians,
Khruangbin,
Fugazi,
Das Ding,
DJ Style,
Lower 48,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Derrick May,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Move,
Sound Behaviour,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dorothy Ashby,
OOIOO,
Fela Kuti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül II,
Schoolly D,
The Skatalites,
FM Einheit,
Brick,
Supertramp,
Arthur Verocai,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pussy Galore,
Technova,
Bill Near,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cowsills,
Outsiders,
Alton Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.