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 Lesotho and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gap Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oneida,
Kerri Chandler,
Babytalk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nik Kershaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
Erasure,
Ken Boothe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Maleditus Sound,
The Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quando Quango,
Interpol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Amon Düül,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
Schoolly D,
Jacob Miller,
Moby Grape,
Nils Olav,
Ronan,
Echospace,
Skarface,
Chrome,
Stereo Dub,
X-102,
Qualms,
Bauhaus,
The Searchers,
Chris Corsano,
Lakeside,
Arab on Radar,
Pussy Galore,
The Doors,
Lee Hazlewood,
Parry Music,
DNA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Last Poets,
Spoonie Gee,
The Grass Roots,
The Seeds,
Crooked Eye,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance,
In Retrospect,
Roxette,
Sam Rivers,
David Bowie,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.