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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Royal Trux to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a linndrum 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 oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Inner City,
David Bowie,
Fat Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Babytalk,
Shoche,
Ronan,
Jacob Miller,
Accadde A,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fuzztones,
R.M.O.,
Fugazi,
Technova,
Stereo Dub,
The Stooges,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scientists,
Tres Demented,
Camouflage,
Soft Machine,
Television,
Minnie Riperton,
The Detroit Cobras,
ABC,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Graham Central Station,
Morten Harket,
The Gun Club,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Stockholm Monsters,
Warren Ellis,
X-101,
Rotary Connection,
Masters at Work,
The Toasters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hasil Adkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
A Certain Ratio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scan 7,
Gang Green,
CMW,
Guru Guru,
The Knickerbockers,
Dennis Brown,
The Misunderstood,
The Cowsills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Slave,
Metal Thangz,
Joey Negro,
Gang Starr,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.