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 Moldova and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Model 500 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Loose Ends,
Young Marble Giants,
10cc,
Camberwell Now,
Bootsy Collins,
The Wake,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Schoolly D,
Minnie Riperton,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tubeway Army,
Black Pus,
Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
Dark Day,
Das Ding,
CMW,
Rapeman,
Underground Resistance,
Blossom Toes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
Circle Jerks,
Nirvana,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerrie Biddell,
Unwound,
Bobby Byrd,
the Slits,
The Music Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Jimmy McGriff,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fugazi,
Von Mondo,
The Durutti Column,
The Detroit Cobras,
X-101,
Lucky Dragons,
Skarface,
Ultra Naté,
Kerri Chandler,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terry Callier,
H. Thieme,
Funkadelic,
The Cure,
Desert Stars,
Con Funk Shun,
Crooked Eye,
L. Decosne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
48th St. Collective,
Black Bananas,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.