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 Micronesia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ 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 sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Babytalk,
10cc,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nirvana,
Jacques Brel,
New Order,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Bowie,
Yusef Lateef,
Severed Heads,
The Modern Lovers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Piero Umiliani,
Tom Boy,
Steve Hackett,
Q65,
Black Moon,
Blancmange,
Circle Jerks,
Cluster,
Laurel Aitken,
AZ,
Trumans Water,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter & Gordon,
Bronski Beat,
The Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Con Funk Shun,
The Techniques,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Inner City,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Real Kids,
The Vogues,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Detroit Cobras,
Von Mondo,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
Nils Olav,
The Doors,
Echospace,
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joensuu 1685,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
The Residents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marine Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Smoke,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.