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 Yemen and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aswad to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
June of 44,
Deakin,
R.M.O.,
Youth Brigade,
Harmonia,
the Slits,
Anakelly,
Bad Manners,
Crime,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monochrome Set,
Freddie Wadling,
Tommy Roe,
The Doors,
Vladislav Delay,
The Durutti Column,
John Cale,
Technova,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smoke,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aswad,
The Victims,
Ten City,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Andrew Hill,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fuzztones,
The Buckinghams,
Black Flag,
Lungfish,
Ohio Players,
Aural Exciters,
Camouflage,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marmalade,
The Pretty Things,
Stereo Dub,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Symarip,
The Mojo Men,
Ultra Naté,
Oblivians,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
Sandy B,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Byron Stingily,
Heaven 17,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.