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 Estonia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Joy Division to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 a snare and a rhodes 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 marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
The Trojans,
Wings,
Graham Central Station,
Ice-T,
Slick Rick,
Joe Finger,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gories,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Derrick May,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Byrd,
Subhumans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Livin' Joy,
John Foxx,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minor Threat,
Ronnie Foster,
Desert Stars,
Can,
Slave,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eden Ahbez,
Brick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slackers,
Pantytec,
Sight & Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
David McCallum,
Arab on Radar,
The Smiths,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
Grey Daturas,
L. Decosne,
Mars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Womack,
The Stooges,
Junior Murvin,
K-Klass,
Circle Jerks,
Susan Cadogan,
The Count Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang of Four,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.