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 El Salvador and from Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 Skaos to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes 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 rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
B.T. Express,
The Monks,
Swell Maps,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rod Modell,
Essential Logic,
Nils Olav,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ronan,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra,
Brick,
Smog,
The Walker Brothers,
Amazonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Martian,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Ornette Coleman,
Dual Sessions,
Sam Rivers,
Spandau Ballet,
Panda Bear,
Darondo,
Pylon,
Popol Vuh,
The Names,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
Moebius,
Idris Muhammad,
Wings,
Symarip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Robert Görl,
EPMD,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Zeros,
Underground Resistance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nico,
Colin Newman,
Danielle Patucci,
Wally Richardson,
Donny Hathaway,
Todd Terry,
The Divine Comedy,
Kurtis Blow,
The Golliwogs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
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.