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 Thailand and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Smoke to the rock 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a guitar 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 theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Kerri Chandler,
Whodini,
Scrapy,
The Zeros,
Glenn Branca,
Lower 48,
Pantaleimon,
Eric Dolphy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boredoms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Peter & Gordon,
Desert Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Human League,
The Index,
Erykah Badu,
Patti Smith,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
Todd Terry,
Brand Nubian,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jerry's Kids,
Gastr Del Sol,
Subhumans,
Interpol,
The Mummies,
The Victims,
Sparks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moebius,
The Fire Engines,
Rites of Spring,
Black Pus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fall,
Wolf Eyes,
Laurel Aitken,
Danielle Patucci,
Soulsonic Force,
Magma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerrie Biddell,
The New Christs,
The Red Krayola,
Terrestrial Tones,
Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Theoretical Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Techniques,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Last Poets,
La Düsseldorf,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.