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 Turkmenistan and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bad Manners to the crunk 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Searchers,
Robert Görl,
Hoover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lalann,
Fifty Foot Hose,
T.S.O.L.,
Erykah Badu,
Depeche Mode,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
Amazonics,
June of 44,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Music Machine,
Desert Stars,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Hill,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Hood,
Interpol,
Barrington Levy,
Fatback Band,
The Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Judy Mowatt,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Womack,
Country Teasers,
The Names,
Mark Hollis,
The Grass Roots,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lou Christie,
James White and The Blacks,
Rapeman,
Easy Going,
Ohio Players,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Banda Bassotti,
Rosa Yemen,
Morten Harket,
The Barracudas,
The Pretty Things,
Lungfish,
Quando Quango,
the Association,
Glambeats Corp.,
Zero Boys,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.