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 Vietnam and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer 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 snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Franke,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Essential Logic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cybotron,
The Skatalites,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
Sonic Youth,
Aloha Tigers,
The Associates,
Eurythmics,
Man Parrish,
La Düsseldorf,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kayak,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ohio Players,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grey Daturas,
Byron Stingily,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Todd Rundgren,
Arthur Verocai,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Gang Dance,
Delta 5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Zapp,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ralphi Rosario,
UT,
Terrestrial Tones,
Procol Harum,
Mo-Dettes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dark Day,
Harry Pussy,
Sun City Girls,
Anakelly,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Techniques,
The Sonics,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ossler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pussy Galore,
E-Dancer,
Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Ituana,
The Human League,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.