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 Benin and from New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rotary Connection to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a 808 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 sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Black Sheep,
Johnny Osbourne,
CMW,
Hot Snakes,
Adolescents,
Zero Boys,
Derrick May,
Agent Orange,
Skarface,
Donny Hathaway,
D'Angelo,
Pierre Henry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Pagans,
The Dave Clark Five,
This Heat,
the Bar-Kays,
Godley & Creme,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
The Leaves,
Flash Fearless,
Delta 5,
Lebanon Hanover,
Metal Thangz,
Brass Construction,
The Barracudas,
Cecil Taylor,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mantronix,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Magazine,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
Basic Channel,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Sarah Menescal,
The Remains,
The Blues Magoos,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tres Demented,
Man Parrish,
Yellowson,
The Saints,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fall,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare,
Pole,
Tubeway Army,
X-101,
Ohio Players,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.