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 Cape Verde and from London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic 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 crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
10cc,
Niagra,
Quadrant,
The Fall,
The Real Kids,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stereo Dub,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
Drexciya,
Echospace,
Yellowson,
Kas Product,
L. Decosne,
Pierre Henry,
John Coltrane,
Circle Jerks,
Sonic Youth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Subhumans,
The Smoke,
The Mummies,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Danielle Patucci,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Görl,
Au Pairs,
Ludus,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül,
Black Flag,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Womack,
Cybotron,
A Certain Ratio,
Chrome,
The Electric Prunes,
The Dirtbombs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Television Personalities,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Arab on Radar,
Harpers Bizarre,
Panda Bear,
Lungfish,
Icehouse,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Techniques,
The Knickerbockers,
Silicon Teens,
Liliput,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.