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 Estonia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 EPMD to the grunge 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare 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 guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Sneak,
Don Cherry,
Maurizio,
Oneida,
Ornette Coleman,
Ponytail,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soft Machine,
Bob Dylan,
One Last Wish,
Todd Rundgren,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Idris Muhammad,
UT,
The Wake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mr. Review,
Animal Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Barracudas,
Young Marble Giants,
New York Dolls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Althea and Donna,
MC5,
Bobby Womack,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kenny Larkin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cybotron,
Lebanon Hanover,
LL Cool J,
Nils Olav,
Eyeless In Gaza,
A Certain Ratio,
Moss Icon,
Roxy Music,
Symarip,
Lou Christie,
Newcleus,
Minny Pops,
The Red Krayola,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rites of Spring,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sound Behaviour,
Erasure,
These Immortal Souls,
Moby Grape,
Q and Not U,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Godley & Creme,
Donald Byrd,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aswad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.