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 the UAE and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fela Kuti to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ 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 organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Rekid,
The Monochrome Set,
Cal Tjader,
Chrome,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
U.S. Maple,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
Chris Corsano,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-102,
Juan Atkins,
Eurythmics,
In Retrospect,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Christie,
The Young Rascals,
B.T. Express,
Scientists,
KRS-One,
the Soft Cell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABC,
the Normal,
Blancmange,
Babytalk,
Ituana,
Little Man,
New Order,
Desert Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Black Sheep,
The Wake,
The Dave Clark Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Cale,
T.S.O.L.,
X-Ray Spex,
The Busters,
Fela Kuti,
Monks,
Easy Going,
Minor Threat,
Robert Görl,
Swell Maps,
Average White Band,
Magazine,
Moby Grape,
Roger Hodgson,
the Germs,
Model 500,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Judy Mowatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.