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 Kosovo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kas Product to the punk 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stiv Bators,
Moss Icon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Pus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang of Four,
Lee Hazlewood,
Symarip,
Nils Olav,
Heaven 17,
Ponytail,
F. McDonald,
Y Pants,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roy Ayers,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fuzztones,
Chris & Cosey,
Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
ABC,
Colin Newman,
Toni Rubio,
The Count Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
This Heat,
Lower 48,
Severed Heads,
Janne Schatter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Con Funk Shun,
Tim Buckley,
EPMD,
The Names,
Loose Ends,
X-101,
Vainqueur,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Babytalk,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mr. Review,
T. Rex,
Nik Kershaw,
The Index,
Silicon Teens,
Skaos,
Chris Corsano,
Drive Like Jehu,
Quando Quango,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scientists,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.