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 Rwanda and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Colin Newman to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Roy Ayers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Banda Bassotti,
The Grass Roots,
Public Enemy,
Scion,
Ornette Coleman,
Funky Four + One,
Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Wasted Youth,
The Doors,
The Fugs,
Suburban Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yusef Lateef,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Spandau Ballet,
Nico,
The Pretty Things,
Peter & Gordon,
T.S.O.L.,
Buzzcocks,
Sparks,
Kenny Larkin,
X-102,
The Real Kids,
The Happenings,
OOIOO,
K-Klass,
The Gories,
Gong,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ken Boothe,
Matthew Bourne,
Rhythm & Sound,
One Last Wish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Hood,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joyce Sims,
Theoretical Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Howard Jones,
The Human League,
Joy Division,
Crash Course in Science,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Angry Samoans,
Country Teasers,
Mantronix,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kerrie Biddell,
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