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 Bahamas and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pussy Galore to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Duran Duran,
The Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
The Slackers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Procol Harum,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ponytail,
Albert Ayler,
The Fall,
Erasure,
Soft Machine,
Rakim,
Accadde A,
The Mummies,
Yazoo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Youth Brigade,
Alison Limerick,
Barbara Tucker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Misunderstood,
The Wake,
Alice Coltrane,
Colin Newman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Saccharine Trust,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
Lindisfarne,
Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis,
Minnie Riperton,
Laurel Aitken,
Loose Ends,
Nico,
Section 25,
Trumans Water,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
Godley & Creme,
The Cramps,
Guru Guru,
Unrelated Segments,
Patti Smith,
Darondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arcadia,
Eric Copeland,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Soulsonic Force,
Swans,
Barrington Levy,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.