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 Spain and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Agitation Free to the grunge 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes 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 güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Swans,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Standells,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Albert Ayler,
The Leaves,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Trojans,
Skarface,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wings,
The Flesh Eaters,
Maleditus Sound,
The Martian,
Lakeside,
Ten City,
Chris Corsano,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Drexciya,
The Raincoats,
The Seeds,
Sparks,
Zapp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Simply Red,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Danielle Patucci,
T. Rex,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Happenings,
Q65,
Dual Sessions,
Nas,
Urselle,
Marcia Griffiths,
Andrew Hill,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Colin Newman,
Tres Demented,
Juan Atkins,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Lynne,
Ponytail,
Moebius,
Japan,
Lower 48,
Fatback Band,
Warren Ellis,
Mad Mike,
Gerry Rafferty,
Shuggie Otis,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.