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 Cambodia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Slits to the funk 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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 Angels of Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Funkadelic,
Jerry's Kids,
Flipper,
ABBA,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
T. Rex,
Hasil Adkins,
Alton Ellis,
the Slits,
The Gap Band,
Scrapy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare,
The Electric Prunes,
Moebius,
Max Romeo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
Soul II Soul,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
Carl Craig,
The United States of America,
John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Raincoats,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Mills,
Darondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ice-T,
Mo-Dettes,
The J.B.'s,
Chrome,
Theoretical Girls,
Kas Product,
Blossom Toes,
Soft Cell,
Half Japanese,
Marmalade,
The Flesh Eaters,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Unrelated Segments,
The Beau Brummels,
The Stooges,
Henry Cow,
John Foxx,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Easy Going,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
Heaven 17,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.