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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gregory Isaacs to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro 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 guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Henry Cow,
Lyres,
Bauhaus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chrome,
Soulsonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joe Finger,
Quando Quango,
Sam Rivers,
Whodini,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joy Division,
Gabor Szabo,
Colin Newman,
The Vogues,
Piero Umiliani,
Arab on Radar,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
The Selecter,
Flipper,
The Slits,
Funkadelic,
Television Personalities,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mission of Burma,
Second Layer,
Magma,
Cal Tjader,
Monks,
Brand Nubian,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eric Dolphy,
Subhumans,
H. Thieme,
Desert Stars,
Rotary Connection,
The Pretty Things,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fluxion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Toasters,
X-101,
Saccharine Trust,
Scott Walker,
June Days,
The Wake,
K-Klass,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ludus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pussy Galore,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chris Corsano,
Lower 48,
Ornette Coleman,
Banda Bassotti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Davy DMX,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.