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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the grunge 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
The Wake,
Yaz,
D'Angelo,
MC5,
Moss Icon,
Erasure,
Nirvana,
the Sonics,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
Simply Red,
Sun City Girls,
Rites of Spring,
Tommy Roe,
Aural Exciters,
Can,
Lakeside,
Con Funk Shun,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Monks,
The American Breed,
Little Man,
Flash Fearless,
Dead Boys,
Bill Near,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Icehouse,
June Days,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gladiators,
Wasted Youth,
Jandek,
Junior Murvin,
Zero Boys,
Lightning Bolt,
Japan,
Dennis Brown,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reuben Wilson,
Supertramp,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythm & Sound,
Panda Bear,
Joyce Sims,
The Buckinghams,
Gang Gang Dance,
E-Dancer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
KRS-One,
Gang Starr,
Bush Tetras,
Camberwell Now,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.