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 Equatorial Guinea and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba 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 snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Rakim,
Tim Buckley,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Byrd,
Audionom,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hot Snakes,
Infiniti,
Scrapy,
Black Pus,
Livin' Joy,
The Slackers,
Albert Ayler,
Mandrill,
Cybotron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
cv313,
Tropical Tobacco,
Depeche Mode,
Motorama,
Yellowson,
Tres Demented,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
Harpers Bizarre,
Byron Stingily,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
10cc,
The Pretty Things,
Sam Rivers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arab on Radar,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
Erasure,
James White and The Blacks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fall,
Althea and Donna,
PIL,
Fatback Band,
The Evens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Wire,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Unrelated Segments,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Barracudas,
The Invisible,
Mo-Dettes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.