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 Afghanistan and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the electroclash 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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,
The Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
Outsiders,
Symarip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Graham Central Station,
Cluster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flipper,
Jerry's Kids,
E-Dancer,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skarface,
Tom Boy,
Bad Manners,
Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
X-Ray Spex,
Main Source,
Au Pairs,
The Misunderstood,
Banda Bassotti,
John Cale,
The Happenings,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
Hot Snakes,
Interpol,
Sällskapet,
Roxette,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Circle Jerks,
Amon Düül,
Y Pants,
the Swans,
the Sonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Talk Talk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tommy Roe,
Hashim,
FM Einheit,
Alice Coltrane,
Man Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
Kaleidoscope,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Seeds,
Joey Negro,
ABC,
Cheater Slicks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jacob Miller,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Black Sheep,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.