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 Azerbaijan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kenny Larkin to the techno 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Unrelated Segments,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tom Boy,
Popol Vuh,
Hashim,
Guru Guru,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Easy Going,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anthony Braxton,
Inner City,
Derrick May,
Skarface,
Toni Rubio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Depeche Mode,
Duran Duran,
Yaz,
Nas,
the Normal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alton Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James White and The Blacks,
Country Teasers,
Sam Rivers,
Yusef Lateef,
Lucky Dragons,
Lyres,
Nick Fraelich,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bronski Beat,
Al Stewart,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Freddie Wadling,
David Axelrod,
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
Livin' Joy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cal Tjader,
Camberwell Now,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
Lower 48,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aural Exciters,
Mars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shoche,
Soul II Soul,
Althea and Donna,
Bang On A Can,
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.