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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
the Association,
Agitation Free,
The Zeros,
Flamin' Groovies,
Letta Mbulu,
Kayak,
Magazine,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Robert Hood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eli Mardock,
The Motions,
B.T. Express,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Man Parrish,
Arcadia,
The Walker Brothers,
Au Pairs,
Todd Terry,
The Residents,
Loose Ends,
X-101,
Skaos,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
KRS-One,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Techniques,
Michelle Simonal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suicide,
Pole,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lower 48,
Gang Starr,
Pulsallama,
The Toasters,
Derrick Morgan,
Nico,
Wally Richardson,
Stereo Dub,
Rites of Spring,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yaz,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Whodini,
Swans,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.