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 Kenya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 DJ Style to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba 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 linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Silicon Teens,
Hasil Adkins,
Cheater Slicks,
Reuben Wilson,
ABC,
R.M.O.,
Patti Smith,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash,
One Last Wish,
Niagra,
Steve Hackett,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Star Department,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Infiniti,
Zapp,
Public Enemy,
Bill Wells,
Scientists,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marine Girls,
Stereo Dub,
LL Cool J,
The Dirtbombs,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Mills,
The Cramps,
Davy DMX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Section 25,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
Johnny Clarke,
Smog,
L. Decosne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Copeland,
New Order,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Alice Coltrane,
Hashim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Khruangbin,
Mr. Review,
The Smoke,
Matthew Halsall,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Kinks,
Metal Thangz,
Janne Schatter,
Lucky Dragons,
Derrick Morgan,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.