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 Bolivia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 OOIOO to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
Bronski Beat,
The Sound,
Blancmange,
Bob Dylan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
K-Klass,
Thompson Twins,
Animal Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
Archie Shepp,
Warsaw,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tres Demented,
Altered Images,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Interpol,
The Litter,
Black Flag,
Joyce Sims,
The Martian,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Main Source,
Skarface,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Symarip,
Rotary Connection,
Audionom,
Quantec,
Johnny Clarke,
Man Parrish,
a-ha,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
Public Enemy,
Tim Buckley,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moby Grape,
Quadrant,
The Moody Blues,
The American Breed,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rod Modell,
Ronan,
Flipper,
Hardrive,
John Foxx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Erasure,
Rakim,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.