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 Mauritania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Joensuu 1685 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar 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 synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marmalade,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blake Baxter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sixth Finger,
The Gap Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soft Machine,
The Remains,
The Moody Blues,
The Five Americans,
World's Most,
The Tremeloes,
kango's stein massive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arcadia,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Danielle Patucci,
Deakin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Main Source,
Qualms,
Bobby Byrd,
Supertramp,
Duran Duran,
Hasil Adkins,
Ice-T,
Vainqueur,
Symarip,
Bootsy Collins,
UT,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Trojans,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Flag,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Sneak,
Depeche Mode,
Barbara Tucker,
Zapp,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Connie Case,
Boogie Down Productions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Don Cherry,
Black Pus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Joensuu 1685,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.