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 Turkmenistan and from Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kayak to the grime 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 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 theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Audionom,
K-Klass,
Leonard Cohen,
Bauhaus,
Malaria!,
Quantec,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dorothy Ashby,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Germs,
Moebius,
The Knickerbockers,
Masters at Work,
Negative Approach,
Au Pairs,
48th St. Collective,
Bobby Sherman,
Amazonics,
Brass Construction,
Lakeside,
Public Enemy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eli Mardock,
Sparks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hot Snakes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Judy Mowatt,
The Monochrome Set,
Sound Behaviour,
Von Mondo,
Qualms,
Albert Ayler,
Cal Tjader,
Easy Going,
Boogie Down Productions,
Unwound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
Blossom Toes,
Fugazi,
Cybotron,
Bang On A Can,
Byron Stingily,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
Gastr Del Sol,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Names,
The Fugs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Johnny Clarke,
Jandek,
Agent Orange,
Barry Ungar,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.