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 Grenada and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Stereo Dub to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brick,
The Busters,
Motorama,
New York Dolls,
Animal Collective,
June Days,
Model 500,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The J.B.'s,
Drexciya,
Lightning Bolt,
Arcadia,
Quando Quango,
EPMD,
Gastr Del Sol,
Negative Approach,
Joensuu 1685,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Subhumans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Connie Case,
Funkadelic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Interpol,
The Evens,
Von Mondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Standells,
OOIOO,
Bobby Sherman,
Roxette,
The Star Department,
Lindisfarne,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Cale,
Davy DMX,
John Holt,
The Monks,
The Moody Blues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Teasers,
Monks,
Visage,
Erykah Badu,
Gichy Dan,
The Fugs,
The Litter,
Circle Jerks,
Ituana,
Byron Stingily,
Scientists,
Severed Heads,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.