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 Peru and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Leaves to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ 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 oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The United States of America,
Sonny Sharrock,
Derrick May,
The Black Dice,
Nils Olav,
Glambeats Corp.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Cowsills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Henry Cow,
Saccharine Trust,
Jeff Lynne,
Vainqueur,
Bad Manners,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ornette Coleman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skarface,
the Human League,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television,
Bobby Sherman,
The Human League,
Erykah Badu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül II,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lakeside,
The Moleskins,
Cal Tjader,
Alice Coltrane,
Camberwell Now,
Gabor Szabo,
Sugar Minott,
Q and Not U,
Royal Trux,
Second Layer,
Robert Wyatt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Easy Going,
June of 44,
Unrelated Segments,
OOIOO,
Crime,
Oneida,
Das Ding,
Intrusion,
Colin Newman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Funky Four + One,
The Fuzztones,
Toni Rubio,
Los Fastidios,
8 Eyed Spy,
Underground Resistance,
The Mummies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.