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 China and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Reagan Youth to the techno 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar 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 theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
The Knickerbockers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Reuben Wilson,
Hasil Adkins,
Pantytec,
Nico,
Sarah Menescal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Henry Cow,
Robert Görl,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Animal Collective,
Section 25,
Ten City,
The Alarm Clocks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
R.M.O.,
John Coltrane,
The Velvet Underground,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blackbyrds,
Glenn Branca,
Schoolly D,
Das Ding,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aloha Tigers,
K-Klass,
Peter and Kerry,
Alison Limerick,
ABBA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quantec,
Leonard Cohen,
World's Most,
Dawn Penn,
Ludus,
Neu!,
Jawbox,
Todd Terry,
Nas,
Accadde A,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Machine,
The Fall,
The Cure,
48th St. Collective,
Boredoms,
Malaria!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
Harpers Bizarre,
Von Mondo,
Piero Umiliani,
Graham Central Station,
Unwound,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.