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 Moldova and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Jimmy McGriff to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Au Pairs,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
The Zeros,
Rotary Connection,
Barry Ungar,
Quantec,
Lalann,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nico,
The Sonics,
Magazine,
Prince Buster,
Eve St. Jones,
Roy Ayers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Loose Ends,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Divine Comedy,
kango's stein massive,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
Carl Craig,
DJ Sneak,
David Axelrod,
Nils Olav,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
48th St. Collective,
Black Bananas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Make Up,
Deakin,
Lower 48,
Con Funk Shun,
The Star Department,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gregory Isaacs,
Circle Jerks,
Unrelated Segments,
Thompson Twins,
Bill Wells,
Qualms,
Joe Finger,
Reagan Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kayak,
Drexciya,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mo-Dettes,
Tres Demented,
The Birthday Party,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.