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 St Lucia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Niagra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Althea and Donna,
Eurythmics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quando Quango,
The Five Americans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris & Cosey,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Names,
Animal Collective,
the Normal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
JFA,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Dolphy,
New York Dolls,
The Litter,
The Selecter,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
K-Klass,
Terrestrial Tones,
CMW,
Monks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deadbeat,
Pussy Galore,
Nik Kershaw,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amazonics,
Scrapy,
Reuben Wilson,
The Offenders,
D'Angelo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gerry Rafferty,
Goldenarms,
The Gun Club,
Sixth Finger,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Bar-Kays,
Supertramp,
Buzzcocks,
Echospace,
The Human League,
Stiv Bators,
Matthew Halsall,
Bluetip,
Minor Threat,
Amon Düül II,
The Gap Band,
Nico,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.