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 Malta and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Charles Mingus to the techno 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a mellotron 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 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
PIL,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Golliwogs,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
The Five Americans,
A Certain Ratio,
Camberwell Now,
Jacques Brel,
Morten Harket,
Tom Boy,
Byron Stingily,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Sheep,
X-102,
Oneida,
Agent Orange,
Crime,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra,
Fela Kuti,
Laurel Aitken,
The Music Machine,
Skriet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Idris Muhammad,
The Searchers,
Quadrant,
Sister Nancy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
This Heat,
Peter and Kerry,
Mo-Dettes,
Accadde A,
Vainqueur,
Darondo,
Negative Approach,
Roxy Music,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Bananas,
Theoretical Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Heaven 17,
Television,
Hashim,
Kenny Larkin,
Warren Ellis,
AZ,
Leonard Cohen,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.