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 Kuwait and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grey Daturas to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a linndrum and a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Kaleidoscope,
Wire,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Theoretical Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Suburban Knight,
The Grass Roots,
Monolake,
Neu!,
The United States of America,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Modern Lovers,
The Red Krayola,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Victims,
Hashim,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tears for Fears,
Joyce Sims,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liliput,
Suicide,
Big Daddy Kane,
Whodini,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marcia Griffiths,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rapeman,
Don Cherry,
The Gap Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
Fugazi,
Danielle Patucci,
Royal Trux,
Kayak,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rufus Thomas,
The Toasters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bluetip,
Reagan Youth,
Scrapy,
The Mojo Men,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Slackers,
Eric Copeland,
Neil Young,
Brand Nubian,
Sonny Sharrock,
Oneida,
Deadbeat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Rotary Connection,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.