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 Israel and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Technova to the grime 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a 808 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 güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Johnny Clarke,
The Misunderstood,
Mark Hollis,
Das Ding,
kango's stein massive,
Davy DMX,
Television Personalities,
The Doors,
Henry Cow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Pus,
The Red Krayola,
Sällskapet,
The Saints,
Khruangbin,
Section 25,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Basic Channel,
The Divine Comedy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Music Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
John Holt,
Flash Fearless,
The Sound,
The Leaves,
Letta Mbulu,
The Birthday Party,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rapeman,
June Days,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultimate Spinach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cure,
Loose Ends,
The Alarm Clocks,
Steve Hackett,
Delta 5,
The Pretty Things,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Foxx,
Rod Modell,
Mission of Burma,
Fatback Band,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.