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 France and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Agitation Free to the rap 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin 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 synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Bad Manners,
a-ha,
Oblivians,
Magma,
Spoonie Gee,
48th St. Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Black Dice,
Zapp,
Joe Finger,
Minutemen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Japan,
Black Flag,
The Seeds,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Saints,
Quantec,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Althea and Donna,
Fatback Band,
Ossler,
the Sonics,
Wolf Eyes,
Funky Four + One,
Theoretical Girls,
John Lydon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Interpol,
Aural Exciters,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Walker Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Metal Thangz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Khruangbin,
Jeff Lynne,
EPMD,
Flash Fearless,
Loose Ends,
DNA,
The Gladiators,
Peter & Gordon,
FM Einheit,
Eddi Front,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Bowie,
Rapeman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Icehouse,
Alison Limerick,
Thompson Twins,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.