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 Somalia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 L. Decosne to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator 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 rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Mojo Men,
The Stooges,
The Motions,
Janne Schatter,
Babytalk,
Laurel Aitken,
Oblivians,
Cybotron,
Newcleus,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin,
Heaven 17,
Darondo,
Tom Boy,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry's Kids,
Faraquet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sparks,
U.S. Maple,
The Human League,
Lightning Bolt,
Yusef Lateef,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stiv Bators,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
Cecil Taylor,
Gong,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minutemen,
Skaos,
Agitation Free,
Symarip,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wings,
Jandek,
Todd Terry,
Black Sheep,
Brothers Johnson,
The Last Poets,
Gichy Dan,
Sällskapet,
The Slackers,
Chrome,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
The Pop Group,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eurythmics,
A Certain Ratio,
Sam Rivers,
Pagans,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.