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 Georgia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 MDC to the grime 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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's Slasher Flicks,
Section 25,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Maleditus Sound,
David Bowie,
Jerry's Kids,
Sällskapet,
Niagra,
Pylon,
Idris Muhammad,
Ohio Players,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare,
These Immortal Souls,
Television Personalities,
Audionom,
Minutemen,
John Cale,
This Heat,
Nirvana,
Dead Boys,
Organ,
Tim Buckley,
Ultimate Spinach,
Delta 5,
Second Layer,
Jawbox,
The New Christs,
Alphaville,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
Anakelly,
ABBA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joey Negro,
Fat Boys,
The Tremeloes,
Lalann,
Can,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jimmy McGriff,
T.S.O.L.,
Mantronix,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
The Barracudas,
Arthur Verocai,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Anthony Braxton,
The Cowsills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deepchord,
The Count Five,
Robert Wyatt,
X-101,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.