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 Montenegro and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Swans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Kenny Larkin,
Thee Headcoats,
Negative Approach,
Wasted Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Porter Ricks,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Sight & Sound,
R.M.O.,
John Lydon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tubeway Army,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Music Machine,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rakim,
In Retrospect,
Isaac Hayes,
Parry Music,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Simply Red,
X-102,
CMW,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rotary Connection,
Bob Dylan,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Buckinghams,
The Monochrome Set,
Al Stewart,
Sandy B,
The Star Department,
Swell Maps,
The Smoke,
Icehouse,
Patti Smith,
Arab on Radar,
Joey Negro,
Symarip,
Minutemen,
The Black Dice,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Goldenarms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Niagra,
John Foxx,
Alton Ellis,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.