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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lucky Dragons 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Scott Walker,
Deepchord,
China Crisis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
David McCallum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eddi Front,
Parry Music,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fad Gadget,
Rapeman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sarah Menescal,
K-Klass,
Bang On A Can,
The Fall,
Radio Birdman,
Massinfluence,
F. McDonald,
Albert Ayler,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pylon,
Model 500,
Eli Mardock,
Throbbing Gristle,
E-Dancer,
Sight & Sound,
Lungfish,
The Victims,
The Remains,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quantec,
Jandek,
Idris Muhammad,
UT,
Simply Red,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fuzztones,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scrapy,
Theoretical Girls,
Underground Resistance,
John Cale,
MC5,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Unwound,
Minor Threat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Smiths,
The Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultra Naté,
H. Thieme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.