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 Haiti and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Eddi Front to the jazz 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Yellowson,
Circle Jerks,
Juan Atkins,
Ludus,
Lou Reed,
Lindisfarne,
Darondo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donald Byrd,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unwound,
Robert Wyatt,
These Immortal Souls,
Arab on Radar,
Organ,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gabor Szabo,
The Wake,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lightning Bolt,
The Knickerbockers,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
The Happenings,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q and Not U,
Au Pairs,
Chris & Cosey,
Minor Threat,
The Smiths,
Marcia Griffiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Smoke,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boredoms,
The Gories,
Interpol,
Albert Ayler,
Radio Birdman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric Copeland,
Stereo Dub,
John Foxx,
Scientists,
Television Personalities,
The Residents,
Guru Guru,
Aloha Tigers,
Max Romeo,
Kayak,
Pussy Galore,
Patti Smith,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Monochrome Set,
One Last Wish,
Scratch Acid,
John Holt,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.