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 Denmark and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare 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 rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
The Velvet Underground,
Scion,
Interpol,
Stiv Bators,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sound Behaviour,
Fad Gadget,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Von Mondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Alarm Clocks,
Organ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Slits,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
Colin Newman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
Eurythmics,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
John Foxx,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mantronix,
The Walker Brothers,
Man Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Radiohead,
These Immortal Souls,
The Tremeloes,
Lakeside,
Iggy Pop,
Flash Fearless,
Nils Olav,
Toni Rubio,
Thee Headcoats,
The Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Knickerbockers,
Dave Gahan,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radio Birdman,
Fluxion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Move,
The Names,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fear,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.