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 Sweden and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sarah Menescal to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rekid,
Johnny Clarke,
Little Man,
Sister Nancy,
Bill Near,
The Offenders,
Bad Manners,
DJ Sneak,
Blancmange,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fear,
Jacob Miller,
Janne Schatter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Can,
Dave Gahan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kaleidoscope,
Kerri Chandler,
Tears for Fears,
KRS-One,
John Coltrane,
Laurel Aitken,
Animal Collective,
Aloha Tigers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Panda Bear,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül II,
Steve Hackett,
Bootsy Collins,
The Vogues,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Modern Lovers,
Pere Ubu,
The Fugs,
48th St. Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
Slick Rick,
Basic Channel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The New Christs,
Camouflage,
Nas,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pylon,
Mark Hollis,
Tommy Roe,
Freddie Wadling,
Judy Mowatt,
Bush Tetras,
Terry Callier,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.