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 Latvia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Jeff Mills to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Aaron Thompson,
Quadrant,
Ultravox,
The Cramps,
Young Marble Giants,
June Days,
Jawbox,
The Blackbyrds,
Cameo,
Little Man,
Eric Copeland,
Main Source,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ken Boothe,
Lindisfarne,
Half Japanese,
Youth Brigade,
The Selecter,
One Last Wish,
Con Funk Shun,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
Goldenarms,
The Pretty Things,
The Raincoats,
Spandau Ballet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brothers Johnson,
FM Einheit,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kayak,
The Stooges,
Patti Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
New Order,
The Mummies,
Newcleus,
Rhythm & Sound,
In Retrospect,
Aural Exciters,
Los Fastidios,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Deakin,
Barbara Tucker,
The Doors,
The Zeros,
The Moody Blues,
Ornette Coleman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scientists,
X-Ray Spex,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Starr,
Al Stewart,
The Fire Engines,
The Birthday Party,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.