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 South Africa and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 New York Dolls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brass Construction,
Hashim,
Gang of Four,
DNA,
Radiohead,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rosa Yemen,
The Monochrome Set,
Skriet,
Don Cherry,
Davy DMX,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skarface,
Tommy Roe,
Man Parrish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barry Ungar,
The Seeds,
The Dead C,
Black Pus,
Pagans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
Kerri Chandler,
Morten Harket,
The Music Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pole,
Aloha Tigers,
FM Einheit,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barbara Tucker,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Trojans,
Newcleus,
Youth Brigade,
Sandy B,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blancmange,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
the Slits,
Swans,
David McCallum,
Danielle Patucci,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick Morgan,
Matthew Bourne,
Hasil Adkins,
PIL,
David Bowie,
The Mummies,
E-Dancer,
The American Breed,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.