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 Germany and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Steve Hackett to the crunk 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare 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 organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Pere Ubu,
Kurtis Blow,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Lynne,
Pantaleimon,
Dawn Penn,
The Modern Lovers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Brand Nubian,
The Golliwogs,
World's Most,
The Martian,
Kenny Larkin,
Soft Cell,
The Associates,
The Neon Judgement,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sight & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
The United States of America,
Rotary Connection,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Section 25,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sonics,
Electric Prunes,
Kerri Chandler,
the Human League,
Mandrill,
Morten Harket,
Amazonics,
Thompson Twins,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare,
Cecil Taylor,
Fugazi,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Laurel Aitken,
Accadde A,
Silicon Teens,
Big Daddy Kane,
Iggy Pop,
Mars,
Procol Harum,
Lalann,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
Flash Fearless,
Alphaville,
Q65,
Sexual Harrassment,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.