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 Honduras and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Invisible to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator 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 sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
The Doobie Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
The Searchers,
Lower 48,
Circle Jerks,
Loose Ends,
Soulsonic Force,
Amazonics,
the Normal,
the Germs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dawn Penn,
Make Up,
Faraquet,
Gang Starr,
Rotary Connection,
David McCallum,
Joey Negro,
the Swans,
Arthur Verocai,
Roxy Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Deepchord,
Negative Approach,
Absolute Body Control,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Animal Collective,
Second Layer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Connie Case,
JFA,
The Count Five,
Symarip,
David Axelrod,
The Move,
Barrington Levy,
cv313,
Black Bananas,
T. Rex,
The Cure,
Outsiders,
The Vogues,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
Carl Craig,
Kerri Chandler,
The Mojo Men,
Reuben Wilson,
Youth Brigade,
Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Anakelly,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter & Gordon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Techniques,
Judy Mowatt,
Aural Exciters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alphaville,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.