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 Tanzania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Holt to the funk 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar 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 marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
Kerri Chandler,
kango's stein massive,
Marmalade,
Essential Logic,
Derrick Morgan,
Junior Murvin,
Todd Rundgren,
Boredoms,
ABC,
Mission of Burma,
The Angels of Light,
The Five Americans,
Johnny Clarke,
Q and Not U,
The Selecter,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fire Engines,
Lee Hazlewood,
X-Ray Spex,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sound Behaviour,
Slave,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
D'Angelo,
Sam Rivers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moby Grape,
This Heat,
Alice Coltrane,
The Music Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Robert Wyatt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Evens,
Sällskapet,
10cc,
Loose Ends,
The Durutti Column,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter & Gordon,
The Knickerbockers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Freddie Wadling,
Half Japanese,
Judy Mowatt,
Scientists,
Mars,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.