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 France and from Mumbai.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 jazz 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Soft Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
The Music Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Angels of Light,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barry Ungar,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crime,
Neil Young,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Urselle,
Surgeon,
Mars,
Jeff Mills,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
China Crisis,
Amazonics,
Bill Near,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dawn Penn,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Absolute Body Control,
Interpol,
John Cale,
Audionom,
The Knickerbockers,
Ice-T,
Davy DMX,
Moby Grape,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Infiniti,
Morten Harket,
Au Pairs,
Steve Hackett,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Parry Music,
The Moody Blues,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerri Chandler,
The Barracudas,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Iggy Pop,
The Index,
Al Stewart,
The Walker Brothers,
Fluxion,
Yazoo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Pere Ubu,
James White and The Blacks,
Bauhaus,
D'Angelo,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.