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 Iran and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Wings 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar 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 guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
the Germs,
the Human League,
New Age Steppers,
Sex Pistols,
The Mojo Men,
Porter Ricks,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
Flipper,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marc Almond,
Darondo,
The Smiths,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
Cluster,
New York Dolls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABBA,
This Heat,
The Kinks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cameo,
Adolescents,
Supertramp,
Gabor Szabo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cure,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Fraelich,
The Wake,
The Blackbyrds,
The Martian,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Swans,
Blancmange,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brothers Johnson,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Copeland,
Blake Baxter,
Funky Four + One,
Barclay James Harvest,
The J.B.'s,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Piero Umiliani,
Ten City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Count Five,
Silicon Teens,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.