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 Sudan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Al Stewart to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare 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 & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
H. Thieme,
A Certain Ratio,
Gabor Szabo,
Letta Mbulu,
Urselle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gories,
Todd Rundgren,
Essential Logic,
Dark Day,
Circle Jerks,
Zero Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Eric B and Rakim,
cv313,
Toni Rubio,
Leonard Cohen,
Lindisfarne,
T.S.O.L.,
Alice Coltrane,
China Crisis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Morten Harket,
Banda Bassotti,
Bill Near,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quadrant,
Von Mondo,
June Days,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fall,
Goldenarms,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
U.S. Maple,
8 Eyed Spy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker,
Matthew Halsall,
R.M.O.,
The Associates,
Television Personalities,
Robert Görl,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
D'Angelo,
Brick,
Fear,
Camberwell Now,
World's Most,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tommy Roe,
The Motions,
Fatback Band,
The Fortunes,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.