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 Djibouti and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Kaleidoscope to the rock 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Joyce Sims,
Ludus,
Newcleus,
Harmonia,
Lucky Dragons,
CMW,
The Black Dice,
Lightning Bolt,
F. McDonald,
Radiohead,
K-Klass,
The Index,
Janne Schatter,
In Retrospect,
Popol Vuh,
Mark Hollis,
KRS-One,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minny Pops,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Normal,
Erasure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
World's Most,
Interpol,
Nirvana,
Essential Logic,
Tubeway Army,
Matthew Bourne,
Connie Case,
Soft Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Yazoo,
The United States of America,
Scott Walker,
Technova,
Camberwell Now,
Yellowson,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
A Certain Ratio,
Donny Hathaway,
Sister Nancy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Smog,
Babytalk,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Iggy Pop,
T. Rex,
Fat Boys,
The Motions,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Dolphy,
Thee Headcoats,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Byrd,
Eddi Front,
Pantaleimon,
The Dead C,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.