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 Netherlands and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doors,
Rufus Thomas,
Pagans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Doobie Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Standells,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
48th St. Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Zero Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tommy Roe,
Chrome,
The Index,
Aswad,
Johnny Osbourne,
Matthew Halsall,
JFA,
The Techniques,
U.S. Maple,
Kenny Larkin,
Susan Cadogan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Excepter,
Leonard Cohen,
Hot Snakes,
Shoche,
Glenn Branca,
Ten City,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Young Rascals,
Nico,
Aural Exciters,
Tomorrow,
Juan Atkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Neu!,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
Bill Near,
Cal Tjader,
Isaac Hayes,
Todd Rundgren,
Nils Olav,
UT,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
Youth Brigade,
Stetsasonic,
Livin' Joy,
The Moody Blues,
Radiohead,
MC5,
Dark Day,
FM Einheit,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.