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 Oman and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe 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 Skarface to the grunge 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb 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 guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
The Monochrome Set,
Minutemen,
Circle Jerks,
Wings,
T.S.O.L.,
Kas Product,
Q65,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Malaria!,
Lakeside,
The Dave Clark Five,
The American Breed,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yellowson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Index,
Eric Dolphy,
Subhumans,
Glenn Branca,
June Days,
The Star Department,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Section 25,
The Blues Magoos,
Ossler,
Ronan,
Scan 7,
Mars,
New Age Steppers,
The Wake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun City Girls,
Neu!,
The Associates,
Yazoo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Human League,
Qualms,
Procol Harum,
New Order,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amazonics,
Slick Rick,
Reagan Youth,
Black Flag,
Funky Four + One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Darondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Don Cherry,
Joy Division,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tears for Fears,
Joey Negro,
Henry Cow,
Excepter,
Zero Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.