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 Sweden and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jandek to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
Liliput,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Standells,
The Blues Magoos,
Erykah Badu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
Harmonia,
Eric Dolphy,
10cc,
the Soft Cell,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rites of Spring,
Nation of Ulysses,
Country Teasers,
The Gladiators,
ABC,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sister Nancy,
the Swans,
Desert Stars,
The Moody Blues,
Scion,
Urselle,
Ten City,
Dawn Penn,
Skarface,
FM Einheit,
Boredoms,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Judy Mowatt,
T. Rex,
The Cowsills,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Barracudas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hot Snakes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sound Behaviour,
Funkadelic,
Ponytail,
Oneida,
The Slits,
The Martian,
Kerrie Biddell,
EPMD,
Bill Near,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.