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 Iraq and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Arcadia to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
FM Einheit,
Country Teasers,
Jandek,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quadrant,
Television,
Jesper Dahlback,
Danielle Patucci,
The Barracudas,
The Birthday Party,
Mark Hollis,
Kayak,
48th St. Collective,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cymande,
Massinfluence,
Piero Umiliani,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dirtbombs,
Joensuu 1685,
The Busters,
Althea and Donna,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Wyatt,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
The Music Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Victims,
Buzzcocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul II Soul,
The Tremeloes,
R.M.O.,
Vladislav Delay,
Lucky Dragons,
David Bowie,
Bronski Beat,
The Fuzztones,
Warren Ellis,
Model 500,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Sonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Marine Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
kango's stein massive,
Oblivians,
The Associates,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Royal Trux,
Nick Fraelich,
Pulsallama,
Warsaw,
The Grass Roots,
Von Mondo,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.