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 Mauritius and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Arcadia to the crunk 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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe 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 oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
June Days,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Johnny Osbourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
E-Dancer,
The Fortunes,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Hood,
Joe Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Al Stewart,
The Move,
Von Mondo,
The Five Americans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fat Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Prince Buster,
Radiohead,
Echospace,
Intrusion,
Arthur Verocai,
The Velvet Underground,
Mission of Burma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magazine,
the Swans,
Newcleus,
The Monochrome Set,
Sarah Menescal,
Scott Walker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Moon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bluetip,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Moody Blues,
Mantronix,
Lou Christie,
Animal Collective,
Michelle Simonal,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Red Krayola,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Almond,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Zapp,
Quando Quango,
Absolute Body Control,
Index,
The Barracudas,
the Slits,
The Doors,
Panda Bear,
John Foxx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fela Kuti,
Brick,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.