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 Uganda and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Scott Walker to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
The Gladiators,
Jacques Brel,
Kas Product,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
Swell Maps,
Mission of Burma,
Audionom,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Todd Terry,
the Germs,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Altered Images,
Fela Kuti,
Eden Ahbez,
Surgeon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bronski Beat,
Theoretical Girls,
Chrome,
Boz Scaggs,
Joy Division,
Liliput,
Metal Thangz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lower 48,
Slick Rick,
Tears for Fears,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
Mad Mike,
Ornette Coleman,
Technova,
Maurizio,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Green,
Joe Smooth,
Interpol,
Vainqueur,
Rosa Yemen,
Freddie Wadling,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tom Boy,
Pierre Henry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
Stiv Bators,
The Slackers,
Lou Christie,
Cal Tjader,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.