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 Barbados and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Electric Prunes to the funk 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer 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 sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Deakin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Interpol,
MC5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Glenn Branca,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gories,
Bootsy Collins,
Ohio Players,
Eric Dolphy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Patti Smith,
Radio Birdman,
The Gun Club,
Jacob Miller,
Scrapy,
Cluster,
Lightning Bolt,
Man Parrish,
Spandau Ballet,
Technova,
Black Flag,
Peter & Gordon,
Television,
Pharoah Sanders,
China Crisis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rapeman,
The American Breed,
World's Most,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
Brothers Johnson,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Litter,
David Bowie,
Josef K,
Derrick May,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Clarke,
The Skatalites,
Nirvana,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Schoolly D,
The Fire Engines,
Inner City,
Jawbox,
Judy Mowatt,
Maleditus Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Arthur Verocai,
Youth Brigade,
Reuben Wilson,
The Raincoats,
Derrick Morgan,
the Soft Cell,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.