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 Qatar and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Seeds to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
The Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Reed,
Animal Collective,
Letta Mbulu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Symarip,
Swell Maps,
Godley & Creme,
Ronnie Foster,
Depeche Mode,
Suicide,
Marmalade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hot Snakes,
Vladislav Delay,
Davy DMX,
T. Rex,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Faraquet,
Michelle Simonal,
Sister Nancy,
Circle Jerks,
Lower 48,
Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
Harry Pussy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joey Negro,
Chris & Cosey,
Tom Boy,
The Monochrome Set,
Thee Headcoats,
Trumans Water,
Quantec,
Sugar Minott,
Funkadelic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crooked Eye,
Amon Düül,
E-Dancer,
Mr. Review,
Bob Dylan,
The Raincoats,
The Invisible,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eurythmics,
Mission of Burma,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cowsills,
Danielle Patucci,
The Count Five,
Flipper,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.