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 United States and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Vogues to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Eden Ahbez,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mr. Review,
Brick,
La Düsseldorf,
Jandek,
The Angels of Light,
Boz Scaggs,
Sandy B,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deadbeat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rotary Connection,
Blake Baxter,
Make Up,
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
Unrelated Segments,
Negative Approach,
Mantronix,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
Hasil Adkins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rakim,
the Germs,
Derrick May,
Althea and Donna,
Simply Red,
DJ Style,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David Axelrod,
The Sonics,
48th St. Collective,
Pussy Galore,
Carl Craig,
The Fugs,
Sarah Menescal,
Aural Exciters,
Kas Product,
Shuggie Otis,
the Normal,
Nico,
Warsaw,
Bizarre Inc.,
JFA,
The Pretty Things,
the Sonics,
The Stooges,
Sun City Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABC,
Slave,
Saccharine Trust,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tubeway Army,
Los Fastidios,
Dawn Penn,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.