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 Romania and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Human League 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camberwell Now,
ABC,
Sonic Youth,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gichy Dan,
The Cramps,
Fela Kuti,
Visage,
Brass Construction,
Cybotron,
DNA,
Icehouse,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
One Last Wish,
LL Cool J,
8 Eyed Spy,
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
John Coltrane,
Dennis Brown,
Traffic Nightmare,
Thompson Twins,
The Young Rascals,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
Gabor Szabo,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Blancmange,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Mo-Dettes,
The Pretty Things,
Supertramp,
Nik Kershaw,
Reuben Wilson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Anakelly,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Real Kids,
X-101,
the Germs,
Can,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New York Dolls,
Bill Wells,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sällskapet,
Mandrill,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.