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 El Salvador and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 The Barracudas to the jazz 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar 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 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Prince Buster,
ABC,
Man Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Metal Thangz,
Chris Corsano,
Toni Rubio,
Grauzone,
Cybotron,
Unrelated Segments,
Yaz,
Television,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter & Gordon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joe Smooth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
The Vogues,
The Young Rascals,
The Birthday Party,
Scrapy,
The Leaves,
Derrick Morgan,
The Skatalites,
Yazoo,
Neu!,
Con Funk Shun,
New York Dolls,
Funkadelic,
Lou Christie,
Motorama,
Rhythm & Sound,
Half Japanese,
La Düsseldorf,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Magazine,
Lightning Bolt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Schoolly D,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sister Nancy,
David Axelrod,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stetsasonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lebanon Hanover,
Simply Red,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suicide,
The Buckinghams,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
the Germs,
Sound Behaviour,
Infiniti,
The Residents,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.