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 Nicaragua and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the grime 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
H. Thieme,
Jerry's Kids,
Livin' Joy,
Technova,
Basic Channel,
Dawn Penn,
Stiv Bators,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Human League,
a-ha,
Deakin,
Bauhaus,
The Pretty Things,
Wasted Youth,
The Monks,
Soulsonic Force,
The Divine Comedy,
LL Cool J,
The Litter,
Funky Four + One,
Lower 48,
Symarip,
Sound Behaviour,
T.S.O.L.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Saccharine Trust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Whodini,
Khruangbin,
Inner City,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Zeros,
The Gories,
Arab on Radar,
Joyce Sims,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reuben Wilson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Blossom Toes,
The Count Five,
MDC,
Y Pants,
This Heat,
Qualms,
Josef K,
The Fire Engines,
Japan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Swans,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.