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 Mexico and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Soulsonic Force to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer 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 marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fat Boys,
Guru Guru,
John Foxx,
Yusef Lateef,
Gong,
Dark Day,
Tim Buckley,
The Human League,
Sam Rivers,
The Fugs,
Bobby Womack,
CMW,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Adolescents,
Trumans Water,
Albert Ayler,
Aswad,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dennis Brown,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smoke,
E-Dancer,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Enemy,
Davy DMX,
Schoolly D,
B.T. Express,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronnie Foster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One,
Gichy Dan,
The Wake,
Soft Cell,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Busters,
Livin' Joy,
Aural Exciters,
John Coltrane,
The Velvet Underground,
These Immortal Souls,
Monolake,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
The Buckinghams,
Severed Heads,
Nick Fraelich,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Smooth,
One Last Wish,
The Associates,
Deadbeat,
Tubeway Army,
Unrelated Segments,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gories,
Pere Ubu,
Harmonia,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.