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 Iceland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Scrapy to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba 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 chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
Ken Boothe,
The Smoke,
Black Pus,
Soft Cell,
Al Stewart,
Bronski Beat,
Lalann,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
Alton Ellis,
The New Christs,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter & Gordon,
Scrapy,
Deakin,
The Music Machine,
Henry Cow,
Little Man,
Harmonia,
Thompson Twins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
Kayak,
Amon Düül,
The Mummies,
Jeff Mills,
Peter and Kerry,
Anakelly,
E-Dancer,
Youth Brigade,
Scott Walker,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fugs,
Darondo,
Alphaville,
Fatback Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Subhumans,
Laurel Aitken,
Essential Logic,
the Normal,
The Neon Judgement,
Bang On A Can,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Durutti Column,
Fear,
John Cale,
Tomorrow,
The Star Department,
the Germs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joey Negro,
Echospace,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.