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 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lalann to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 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 theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Shuggie Otis,
Pole,
Bluetip,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sixth Finger,
Popol Vuh,
Bauhaus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Enemy,
Gastr Del Sol,
T. Rex,
Bill Near,
The Litter,
KRS-One,
Pantytec,
the Human League,
LL Cool J,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dual Sessions,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aswad,
Todd Terry,
Eurythmics,
Gabor Szabo,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
D'Angelo,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Zeros,
Matthew Halsall,
Rufus Thomas,
Suicide,
Dead Boys,
Inner City,
The Grass Roots,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Essential Logic,
Swell Maps,
Kayak,
New Order,
Pylon,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Sneak,
Jandek,
David McCallum,
Warren Ellis,
This Heat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.