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 Sudan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jeff Mills to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
UT,
Con Funk Shun,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Martian,
Erykah Badu,
Laurel Aitken,
Joy Division,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Lydon,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Simply Red,
Barbara Tucker,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joyce Sims,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Davy DMX,
Eric Copeland,
Babytalk,
Bobby Sherman,
Make Up,
Nick Fraelich,
Yazoo,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronan,
the Bar-Kays,
Moby Grape,
The Fugs,
Ludus,
Guru Guru,
Pussy Galore,
Cameo,
Rotary Connection,
X-101,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tres Demented,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bauhaus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ronnie Foster,
Eve St. Jones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Patti Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Charles Mingus,
Donny Hathaway,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gun Club,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.