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 East Timor and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Black Sheep to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord 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 oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Goldenarms,
Theoretical Girls,
The Human League,
Quantec,
Television,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fortunes,
Chris & Cosey,
The Red Krayola,
the Fania All-Stars,
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
Ludus,
Davy DMX,
Angry Samoans,
Judy Mowatt,
Cybotron,
Morten Harket,
Man Parrish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fire Engines,
X-101,
Joyce Sims,
The Count Five,
The Slits,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bob Dylan,
Brass Construction,
Nils Olav,
Pulsallama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Delta 5,
Godley & Creme,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thompson Twins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lucky Dragons,
Lyres,
Dennis Brown,
David Bowie,
Bauhaus,
Agitation Free,
Liliput,
Public Enemy,
Unwound,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Invisible,
LL Cool J,
Gichy Dan,
Cameo,
Black Moon,
Panda Bear,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.