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 Nicaragua and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Bobby Hutcherson to the grime 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro 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 clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Nik Kershaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Pop Group,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eddi Front,
Graham Central Station,
Todd Terry,
Q and Not U,
Fatback Band,
L. Decosne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minor Threat,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young,
Jeff Lynne,
The Wake,
KRS-One,
Mr. Review,
Main Source,
Alton Ellis,
Deakin,
the Bar-Kays,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
Joyce Sims,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Searchers,
Little Man,
Electric Prunes,
Marvin Gaye,
Kerri Chandler,
Alphaville,
Gregory Isaacs,
Banda Bassotti,
Urselle,
The Pretty Things,
Neu!,
Bob Dylan,
Carl Craig,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Ultra Naté,
Guru Guru,
Sonic Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rotary Connection,
The Last Poets,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ornette Coleman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.