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 Kiribati and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Avey Tare,
The Buckinghams,
Soul II Soul,
Sällskapet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roxy Music,
Jeru the Damaja,
David McCallum,
The Residents,
Lou Reed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barbara Tucker,
Tres Demented,
The Star Department,
Bronski Beat,
Shoche,
Davy DMX,
Cybotron,
Country Teasers,
Ronan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quadrant,
Toni Rubio,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Surgeon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wire,
Agent Orange,
Brass Construction,
Erykah Badu,
The Techniques,
Second Layer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smiths,
the Swans,
Bluetip,
Janne Schatter,
The Five Americans,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rakim,
Pagans,
The Motions,
Rod Modell,
Rotary Connection,
Nick Fraelich,
James White and The Blacks,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Kinks,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlback,
Subhumans,
Silicon Teens,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.