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 Estonia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rap 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
ABBA,
Roy Ayers,
Toni Rubio,
CMW,
Aloha Tigers,
The Litter,
Bill Near,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Remains,
Schoolly D,
Archie Shepp,
Joyce Sims,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Wyatt,
B.T. Express,
The Gun Club,
X-102,
Minutemen,
Interpol,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fugs,
Groovy Waters,
Clear Light,
Moby Grape,
Parry Music,
The Doors,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Last Poets,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Can,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nico,
Alton Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Lightning Bolt,
Fluxion,
Motorama,
Newcleus,
Laurel Aitken,
Mandrill,
Index,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Pus,
Joensuu 1685,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wasted Youth,
Pulsallama,
Amon Düül II,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monolake,
Audionom,
Siglo XX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.