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 Belgium and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Connie Case 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord 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 guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
The Invisible,
Eli Mardock,
The J.B.'s,
Throbbing Gristle,
Young Marble Giants,
The Searchers,
Blake Baxter,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang of Four,
Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
EPMD,
Jeru the Damaja,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Martian,
Ken Boothe,
Underground Resistance,
MDC,
Section 25,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
LL Cool J,
Con Funk Shun,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Technova,
Amon Düül,
Main Source,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
Lakeside,
Ossler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roxette,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cramps,
Sällskapet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Detroit Cobras,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sugar Minott,
The Remains,
Joe Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
The Names,
Skarface,
Aural Exciters,
Quantec,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection,
Banda Bassotti,
Audionom,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Terry,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.