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 Tonga and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet 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 Fuzztones to the jazz 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Siglo XX,
Heaven 17,
CMW,
The Real Kids,
Monolake,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pop Group,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Negative Approach,
Black Flag,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
Nik Kershaw,
James White and The Blacks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blues Magoos,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Stetsasonic,
Steve Hackett,
Popol Vuh,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aloha Tigers,
The Zeros,
Throbbing Gristle,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Sheep,
Clear Light,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bang On A Can,
Henry Cow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Easy Going,
Marmalade,
The Searchers,
The Names,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Judy Mowatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Christie,
Nico,
Japan,
June of 44,
Hasil Adkins,
Delta 5,
Grauzone,
The Invisible,
Skaos,
Chris & Cosey,
Brand Nubian,
Sister Nancy,
Moss Icon,
Johnny Clarke,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.