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 Macedonia and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Public Image Ltd. to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 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 theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gap Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scientists,
Basic Channel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Slick Rick,
X-101,
Motorama,
EPMD,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scan 7,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Bananas,
In Retrospect,
Barbara Tucker,
Althea and Donna,
Mantronix,
Marine Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
Eve St. Jones,
Judy Mowatt,
Shoche,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
The Searchers,
The Moody Blues,
La Düsseldorf,
Fluxion,
Erasure,
The New Christs,
Ten City,
Alphaville,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Second Layer,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Clear Light,
The Knickerbockers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Unwound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tom Boy,
Connie Case,
Spoonie Gee,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sound,
DJ Style,
Nick Fraelich,
The Litter,
Shuggie Otis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minor Threat,
The Blackbyrds,
Archie Shepp,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.