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 Italy and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Model 500 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pulsallama,
Popol Vuh,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Monolake,
Loose Ends,
The Golliwogs,
ABC,
Anakelly,
Arcadia,
The Busters,
The Zeros,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick May,
Lee Hazlewood,
A Certain Ratio,
New Age Steppers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Moon,
The Doors,
Neil Young,
Sugar Minott,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Chrome,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
H. Thieme,
David Axelrod,
Lungfish,
Duran Duran,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Maleditus Sound,
Sällskapet,
DJ Style,
MC5,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anthony Braxton,
Yazoo,
The Move,
Matthew Halsall,
FM Einheit,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills,
Moby Grape,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lakeside,
Crooked Eye,
Oneida,
Neu!,
Rosa Yemen,
Jandek,
Public Enemy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.