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 Lithuania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Agitation Free to the dance 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
ABC,
The Doors,
Television,
K-Klass,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aswad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The United States of America,
Curtis Mayfield,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Spandau Ballet,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Holt,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anthony Braxton,
Scrapy,
Brass Construction,
David McCallum,
Fear,
The Residents,
The Real Kids,
Alphaville,
Young Marble Giants,
Ken Boothe,
Amazonics,
Bluetip,
Black Bananas,
These Immortal Souls,
Sarah Menescal,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Soft Cell,
Slave,
Neil Young,
The Doobie Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
Ituana,
Arcadia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Darondo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Clarke,
Porter Ricks,
Nick Fraelich,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Interpol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fall,
Hashim,
Sugar Minott,
Sun City Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tres Demented,
ABBA,
Man Eating Sloth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.