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 Brazil and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Darondo to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a linndrum 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 arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Organ,
China Crisis,
Eddi Front,
Public Enemy,
Arthur Verocai,
Yazoo,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
Vainqueur,
Mantronix,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fear,
Cecil Taylor,
Boredoms,
Roxette,
Skarface,
The Evens,
Shoche,
The Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
Franke,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Girls At Our Best!,
Absolute Body Control,
Make Up,
Monks,
Whodini,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
Technova,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Human League,
The Invisible,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blossom Toes,
Todd Terry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Hood,
Soft Cell,
Motorama,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brand Nubian,
Tres Demented,
The Seeds,
Scion,
The Moleskins,
The Pretty Things,
K-Klass,
B.T. Express,
Nas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Q65,
Lyres,
Laurel Aitken,
Minny Pops,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.