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 Nepal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Vladislav Delay to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer 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 snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Audionom,
EPMD,
Surgeon,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Eric Copeland,
Young Marble Giants,
Intrusion,
OOIOO,
The Barracudas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Main Source,
Eve St. Jones,
Arab on Radar,
Swell Maps,
Model 500,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Danielle Patucci,
Wolf Eyes,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sisters of Mercy,
June Days,
Eric Dolphy,
Basic Channel,
Loose Ends,
Ten City,
David McCallum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kenny Larkin,
Drexciya,
Jandek,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Raincoats,
The Slits,
Absolute Body Control,
The Happenings,
Warsaw,
Royal Trux,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
The Walker Brothers,
The Human League,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Donny Hathaway,
Ohio Players,
Marine Girls,
Zero Boys,
The Fuzztones,
The Fugs,
Anakelly,
Franke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.