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 Sweden and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba 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 Babytalk to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba 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 theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
The Residents,
JFA,
the Slits,
DNA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Funky Four + One,
Bush Tetras,
Rekid,
Ossler,
Ituana,
Bad Manners,
Sun Ra,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Hood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Pus,
Babytalk,
Iggy Pop,
Nils Olav,
Buzzcocks,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Slackers,
Sandy B,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joy Division,
Animal Collective,
Electric Prunes,
Nico,
Ken Boothe,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sister Nancy,
Wolf Eyes,
Marine Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Bananas,
Groovy Waters,
Excepter,
Tommy Roe,
the Bar-Kays,
Aloha Tigers,
Pylon,
Avey Tare,
Marmalade,
The Smoke,
Lindisfarne,
Sam Rivers,
David Axelrod,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Byron Stingily,
Mr. Review,
The Dead C,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tom Boy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Normal,
Public Enemy,
Scion,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.