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 Panama and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Man Parrish to the rock 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sarah Menescal,
Liliput,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sex Pistols,
Newcleus,
Cal Tjader,
Althea and Donna,
Danielle Patucci,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Walker Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Tomorrow,
Royal Trux,
Shuggie Otis,
OOIOO,
Gabor Szabo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Livin' Joy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
K-Klass,
The Fortunes,
Hashim,
Scott Walker,
The Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Von Mondo,
David McCallum,
Scratch Acid,
Pantaleimon,
the Germs,
Black Sheep,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Remains,
Grey Daturas,
Kas Product,
Albert Ayler,
Cluster,
Lyres,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Pus,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Görl,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
The Modern Lovers,
T. Rex,
Index,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spandau Ballet,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.