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 Australia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Von Mondo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin 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 linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boz Scaggs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crime,
Scientists,
Mandrill,
Clear Light,
Drexciya,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slick Rick,
Half Japanese,
The Kinks,
Dave Gahan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sexual Harrassment,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jandek,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flipper,
Popol Vuh,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Donald Byrd,
Deepchord,
Jimmy McGriff,
Technova,
the Slits,
The Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
The Count Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Buzzcocks,
Adolescents,
Sparks,
Scratch Acid,
Q65,
Arab on Radar,
The Move,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camberwell Now,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maleditus Sound,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Ponytail,
Au Pairs,
China Crisis,
Carl Craig,
Royal Trux,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.