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 Australia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 Anakelly 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe 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?
The Leaves,
MC5,
Amon Düül,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
KRS-One,
Panda Bear,
Deepchord,
Kerrie Biddell,
June Days,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
Amazonics,
Nirvana,
Maurizio,
Ten City,
Iggy Pop,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smoke,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Pus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Association,
Altered Images,
World's Most,
Curtis Mayfield,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Mandrill,
Intrusion,
Connie Case,
Gang Green,
In Retrospect,
The Fugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Velvet Underground,
The Monochrome Set,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Buckinghams,
June of 44,
The Tremeloes,
Pulsallama,
Eve St. Jones,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
Youth Brigade,
Heaven 17,
Rakim,
Alton Ellis,
X-102,
Bob Dylan,
Derrick Morgan,
The Last Poets,
Lou Christie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.