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 Congo and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joy Division to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin 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 harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Joey Negro,
Franke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Sheep,
Peter and Kerry,
The Invisible,
Underground Resistance,
Joy Division,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
Sugar Minott,
Mad Mike,
Echospace,
Slick Rick,
Black Flag,
Soulsonic Force,
Jandek,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Outsiders,
Trumans Water,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Letta Mbulu,
Suicide,
China Crisis,
Josef K,
Gil Scott Heron,
H. Thieme,
Erasure,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Mojo Men,
Matthew Halsall,
Desert Stars,
DNA,
Drexciya,
Black Moon,
Funkadelic,
The Martian,
Negative Approach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Girls At Our Best!,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
Joe Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Leonard Cohen,
This Heat,
The American Breed,
Rosa Yemen,
Gong,
Deepchord,
Audionom,
The Blues Magoos,
The Birthday Party,
Lyres,
Byron Stingily,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.