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 Palau and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lyres to the punk 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Faraquet,
Man Parrish,
The Invisible,
Gang Green,
Bob Dylan,
T. Rex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ossler,
Soft Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cheater Slicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Connie Case,
Dorothy Ashby,
Steve Hackett,
U.S. Maple,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
Cal Tjader,
John Cale,
Procol Harum,
Funky Four + One,
Amon Düül II,
Magazine,
Ten City,
Harmonia,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker,
Franke,
Royal Trux,
The Residents,
In Retrospect,
Gong,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
the Soft Cell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Guru Guru,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Don Cherry,
Schoolly D,
Anthony Braxton,
Unwound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
ABC,
Massinfluence,
Freddie Wadling,
The Leaves,
The Walker Brothers,
Nirvana,
Moebius,
Jerry's Kids,
Skaos,
The American Breed,
Nik Kershaw,
Dave Gahan,
Lalann,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.