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 Croatia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hardrive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Q and Not U,
Bluetip,
MC5,
Technova,
Country Teasers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bush Tetras,
Lindisfarne,
Glenn Branca,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Residents,
Derrick Morgan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vainqueur,
Lou Christie,
New Age Steppers,
Kerri Chandler,
The Count Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bauhaus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gap Band,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Wells,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
Erasure,
David McCallum,
Dead Boys,
Todd Terry,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
Carl Craig,
The Fall,
Banda Bassotti,
The Smiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bizarre Inc.,
Letta Mbulu,
Brass Construction,
Lalann,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
Youth Brigade,
World's Most,
The Wake,
Mad Mike,
Sugar Minott,
U.S. Maple,
The Grass Roots,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
OOIOO,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.