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 Norway and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
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 Simply Red to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin 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 güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
The Zeros,
The Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
DJ Style,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alphaville,
Marc Almond,
Godley & Creme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rufus Thomas,
Glenn Branca,
Big Daddy Kane,
Los Fastidios,
Davy DMX,
Crispy Ambulance,
Newcleus,
Donald Byrd,
Sixth Finger,
The American Breed,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
A Certain Ratio,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slackers,
Icehouse,
Harmonia,
Main Source,
The Music Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Danielle Patucci,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yellowson,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dead C,
Von Mondo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Unrelated Segments,
Skarface,
the Bar-Kays,
Boz Scaggs,
Deepchord,
cv313,
Susan Cadogan,
Darondo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Urselle,
Smog,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cramps,
Lebanon Hanover,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
Warsaw,
La Düsseldorf,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Evens,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.