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 Mauritania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jandek to the disco 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pylon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Bar-Kays,
Lungfish,
Agent Orange,
the Association,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Star Department,
X-Ray Spex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tubeway Army,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roxette,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Funky Four + One,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Todd Rundgren,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lakeside,
Slave,
Colin Newman,
Severed Heads,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Inner City,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
Pole,
the Swans,
T. Rex,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
Negative Approach,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
Soft Machine,
Average White Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
L. Decosne,
Ituana,
Ronan,
The Detroit Cobras,
EPMD,
Outsiders,
Erykah Badu,
John Holt,
Robert Hood,
Procol Harum,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Knickerbockers,
The Modern Lovers,
Sandy B,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.