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 Albania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Surgeon to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum 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 oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Graham Central Station,
Cal Tjader,
Saccharine Trust,
The Divine Comedy,
Warsaw,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang of Four,
The Doobie Brothers,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
Don Cherry,
Whodini,
Man Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Freddie Wadling,
Hoover,
Spoonie Gee,
Basic Channel,
Funkadelic,
The Residents,
Intrusion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jacob Miller,
Aswad,
Quantec,
Sight & Sound,
the Association,
Underground Resistance,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Raincoats,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cramps,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
Skriet,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Buzzcocks,
L. Decosne,
Quadrant,
Funky Four + One,
The Techniques,
Faust,
New Order,
Howard Jones,
Tom Boy,
The Detroit Cobras,
a-ha,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nas,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.