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 Madagascar and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Kaleidoscope to the rock 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
AZ,
Rod Modell,
the Bar-Kays,
Brothers Johnson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Porter Ricks,
Zero Boys,
One Last Wish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Panda Bear,
Black Pus,
Dennis Brown,
Sandy B,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Byrd,
The Misunderstood,
B.T. Express,
K-Klass,
Yusef Lateef,
Average White Band,
The Count Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joyce Sims,
The Slackers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Golliwogs,
Model 500,
JFA,
Wolf Eyes,
This Heat,
Joey Negro,
The Standells,
Lou Christie,
Talk Talk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sarah Menescal,
The Birthday Party,
The Music Machine,
The Black Dice,
The Angels of Light,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Nas,
Wally Richardson,
DJ Sneak,
Minor Threat,
Minny Pops,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Rundgren,
Anthony Braxton,
Moss Icon,
Cecil Taylor,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boredoms,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.