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 Greece and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Harpers Bizarre to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a guitar 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 organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Procol Harum,
Robert Görl,
The Cramps,
Wally Richardson,
Babytalk,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
the Human League,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Music Machine,
Albert Ayler,
Neu!,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
Althea and Donna,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Alarm Clocks,
OOIOO,
Stereo Dub,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Prince Buster,
The Modern Lovers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sparks,
The Move,
Make Up,
Faust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echospace,
The Gap Band,
48th St. Collective,
Zero Boys,
kango's stein massive,
The Happenings,
Basic Channel,
The Mummies,
The Searchers,
Johnny Clarke,
The Beau Brummels,
Harry Pussy,
Gong,
Sight & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lower 48,
Intrusion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aswad,
Isaac Hayes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Urselle,
X-102,
Loose Ends,
Todd Terry,
Surgeon,
The Motions,
Janne Schatter,
Second Layer,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.