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 Lesotho and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Swans 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare 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 mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
OOIOO,
Panda Bear,
The Mojo Men,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Susan Cadogan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Blues Magoos,
Eli Mardock,
Don Cherry,
Excepter,
Goldenarms,
Bootsy Collins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Junior Murvin,
Mr. Review,
The Gories,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fatback Band,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fugs,
Minnie Riperton,
Rekid,
Parry Music,
Chris & Cosey,
Brass Construction,
Blake Baxter,
Cal Tjader,
Tropical Tobacco,
Country Joe & The Fish,
MDC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kurtis Blow,
Brothers Johnson,
Section 25,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
Archie Shepp,
AZ,
Lou Christie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Standells,
Simply Red,
Erasure,
Barry Ungar,
Alphaville,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Smiths,
Ronnie Foster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Blancmange,
Thee Headcoats,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Starr,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.