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 Bulgaria and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 DJ Sneak to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum 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 clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Surgeon,
The Pretty Things,
The Doors,
Delta 5,
Fugazi,
David Axelrod,
Ornette Coleman,
The Shadows of Knight,
JFA,
The Beau Brummels,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gong,
Depeche Mode,
Soft Cell,
Symarip,
Harmonia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiohead,
Graham Central Station,
Deepchord,
Cymande,
X-Ray Spex,
Zapp,
Basic Channel,
Chris Corsano,
The Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vladislav Delay,
Babytalk,
Zero Boys,
Gang Starr,
Youth Brigade,
Cheater Slicks,
the Sonics,
Alphaville,
The Knickerbockers,
The Move,
The Pop Group,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warren Ellis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soulsonic Force,
the Bar-Kays,
Judy Mowatt,
Funky Four + One,
Flash Fearless,
Bad Manners,
ABBA,
The Star Department,
Hot Snakes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flipper,
World's Most,
Marmalade,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.