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 New Zealand and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Jandek to the jazz 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a 808 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 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Ultravox,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Basic Channel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Monolake,
Reuben Wilson,
Khruangbin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cal Tjader,
Donny Hathaway,
Malaria!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gong,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Saccharine Trust,
Popol Vuh,
B.T. Express,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fuzztones,
the Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Silicon Teens,
Unrelated Segments,
Von Mondo,
Q and Not U,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
L. Decosne,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Techniques,
David Bowie,
The Offenders,
Royal Trux,
Ten City,
The Mummies,
Main Source,
Yaz,
kango's stein massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barry Ungar,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
The American Breed,
Barbara Tucker,
Sandy B,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
Soft Cell,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
The Durutti Column,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.