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 Gabon and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Neu! to the jazz 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin 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 guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Alphaville,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dirtbombs,
Q and Not U,
Nik Kershaw,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Derrick May,
Radiohead,
Cluster,
The Stooges,
Technova,
Severed Heads,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quadrant,
The Wake,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Absolute Body Control,
Erasure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eden Ahbez,
Average White Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barbara Tucker,
Camberwell Now,
Bluetip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Anakelly,
The Monochrome Set,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick Morgan,
Brass Construction,
Ornette Coleman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Residents,
The Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Porter Ricks,
Roxette,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joyce Sims,
This Heat,
Colin Newman,
Main Source,
Warren Ellis,
Letta Mbulu,
Isaac Hayes,
The Saints,
The Standells,
Funky Four + One,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Durutti Column,
Trumans Water,
The Mummies,
Eli Mardock,
Subhumans,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.