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 Gabon and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Move to the punk 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a theremin 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 linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Radiohead,
Liliput,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
Godley & Creme,
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
Graham Central Station,
Toni Rubio,
Matthew Halsall,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Neon Judgement,
Skaos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mandrill,
Parry Music,
Sparks,
Marc Almond,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxy Music,
Wire,
The Remains,
Fatback Band,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül II,
E-Dancer,
Swell Maps,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Brothers Johnson,
the Slits,
Bobby Womack,
Brick,
Whodini,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Theoretical Girls,
Country Teasers,
Black Pus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marshall Jefferson,
D'Angelo,
UT,
Kayak,
The Smiths,
Symarip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Desert Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Grass Roots,
the Association,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
John Holt,
Scion,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Saccharine Trust,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.