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 Bangladesh and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the electroclash 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ 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 marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Anthony Braxton,
Barrington Levy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Harmonia,
The Happenings,
Terrestrial Tones,
Talk Talk,
DNA,
Eurythmics,
Quantec,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Darondo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deepchord,
Flipper,
X-Ray Spex,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Porter Ricks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Fugazi,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gastr Del Sol,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flamin' Groovies,
R.M.O.,
Wally Richardson,
Gerry Rafferty,
AZ,
Hot Snakes,
Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deakin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Loose Ends,
Minnie Riperton,
Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eli Mardock,
Soul II Soul,
Black Bananas,
James White and The Blacks,
H. Thieme,
Grey Daturas,
Sex Pistols,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alphaville,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Subhumans,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.