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 Brunei and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Sonics to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a snare 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 synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Beau Brummels,
Yellowson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Near,
Roxette,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swans,
Hoover,
Fat Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Wells,
Josef K,
Freddie Wadling,
Alice Coltrane,
Robert Hood,
Quantec,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Monks,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Das Ding,
Barrington Levy,
Pussy Galore,
ABBA,
Tears for Fears,
Average White Band,
In Retrospect,
Anthony Braxton,
These Immortal Souls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Misunderstood,
K-Klass,
Pere Ubu,
Interpol,
L. Decosne,
The Trojans,
Colin Newman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ronnie Foster,
Tubeway Army,
The Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Piero Umiliani,
Unwound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mars,
Marc Almond,
Cluster,
Hashim,
Lower 48,
The Remains,
Hot Snakes,
Archie Shepp,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.