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 Pakistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 cv313 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
AZ,
Animal Collective,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
Simply Red,
Mars,
KRS-One,
Parry Music,
Joensuu 1685,
Sonic Youth,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed,
Cecil Taylor,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
The Evens,
Sugar Minott,
Wings,
Blancmange,
Half Japanese,
Qualms,
Basic Channel,
Deakin,
The Five Americans,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Sneak,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wally Richardson,
Anakelly,
Sex Pistols,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Litter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Glenn Branca,
Technova,
Cheater Slicks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Agitation Free,
Skriet,
X-Ray Spex,
Suicide,
The Residents,
Marshall Jefferson,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lyres,
Aural Exciters,
Harmonia,
Morten Harket,
Hashim,
Terry Callier,
The Motions,
The Offenders,
Warren Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Talk Talk,
the Swans,
David Axelrod,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bad Manners,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.