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 Malta and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Velvet Underground to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb 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 marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Nik Kershaw,
The J.B.'s,
Judy Mowatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dawn Penn,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soft Machine,
The Sonics,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fuzztones,
ABC,
Q and Not U,
Cameo,
The Real Kids,
Black Bananas,
The Evens,
Bootsy Collins,
The Skatalites,
Agent Orange,
Sun Ra,
Symarip,
Spandau Ballet,
Anakelly,
Pagans,
Delta 5,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James White and The Blacks,
Smog,
Robert Görl,
Thee Headcoats,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chris & Cosey,
The Tremeloes,
Supertramp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liliput,
Donny Hathaway,
Fela Kuti,
Byron Stingily,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiopuhelimet,
PIL,
The Star Department,
Cluster,
The Mummies,
Bang On A Can,
Make Up,
Fatback Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bush Tetras,
The Names,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faraquet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Inner City,
Radiohead,
Yaz,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.