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 San Marino and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Urselle to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Toni Rubio,
The Angels of Light,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hasil Adkins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alton Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
Basic Channel,
James White and The Blacks,
The Kinks,
Tears for Fears,
Davy DMX,
Yazoo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Section 25,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Pus,
Cybotron,
Q and Not U,
The Wake,
the Slits,
Cameo,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
Josef K,
Traffic Nightmare,
Erasure,
The Knickerbockers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Litter,
cv313,
Henry Cow,
Nico,
The Birthday Party,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
Animal Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
John Holt,
Archie Shepp,
Soulsonic Force,
Suicide,
the Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Smog,
Fad Gadget,
Barbara Tucker,
Sonic Youth,
The Durutti Column,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Associates,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Wyatt,
Hashim,
Sarah Menescal,
F. McDonald,
Severed Heads,
John Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.