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 Bangladesh and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar 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 oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Popol Vuh,
Black Sheep,
Sister Nancy,
Johnny Clarke,
L. Decosne,
The Litter,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gong,
Radiohead,
OOIOO,
Sugar Minott,
Make Up,
Mars,
Scientists,
Bush Tetras,
ABC,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Morten Harket,
John Foxx,
The Moody Blues,
Cecil Taylor,
the Human League,
Dual Sessions,
The Stooges,
Visage,
Anthony Braxton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
X-102,
Interpol,
Motorama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
kango's stein massive,
The Raincoats,
Little Man,
Unwound,
Minor Threat,
Mr. Review,
FM Einheit,
The Toasters,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stereo Dub,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
The Martian,
The Motions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Neon Judgement,
Pole,
Bill Wells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Technova,
Groovy Waters,
Boz Scaggs,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Image Ltd.,
One Last Wish,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.