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 Sierra Leone and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Massinfluence to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin 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 a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Minny Pops,
Youth Brigade,
Thee Headcoats,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crime,
Nico,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Spoonie Gee,
New Order,
Infiniti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David McCallum,
Archie Shepp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Foxx,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Moon,
Mars,
Harry Pussy,
Ralphi Rosario,
One Last Wish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Basic Channel,
Nas,
The Invisible,
Circle Jerks,
T. Rex,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-102,
Amon Düül II,
Sister Nancy,
Ponytail,
Brass Construction,
The Motions,
FM Einheit,
Livin' Joy,
Eve St. Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lower 48,
Yellowson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Iggy Pop,
The Stooges,
The Detroit Cobras,
Loose Ends,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Second Layer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marmalade,
The Evens,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.