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 Greece and from London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Darondo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator 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 güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Green,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gladiators,
Godley & Creme,
Skriet,
Faust,
Erasure,
The Associates,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Motions,
Soft Cell,
Quando Quango,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
X-102,
Agent Orange,
Jimmy McGriff,
Con Funk Shun,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Leonard Cohen,
Niagra,
MC5,
Von Mondo,
Lungfish,
Jeff Lynne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Certain Ratio,
Aaron Thompson,
The Electric Prunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boz Scaggs,
Juan Atkins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare,
Deadbeat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Half Japanese,
Minny Pops,
Lower 48,
Connie Case,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Roy Ayers,
The Walker Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Khruangbin,
Flipper,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
This Heat,
Trumans Water,
cv313,
Gong,
Archie Shepp,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.