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 United Kingdom and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 These Immortal Souls to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Youth Brigade,
Skaos,
Yaz,
Unwound,
Kerri Chandler,
Quantec,
Loose Ends,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ronnie Foster,
Toni Rubio,
David Axelrod,
The Kinks,
Simply Red,
Pantytec,
Swell Maps,
David McCallum,
The Happenings,
June Days,
The Raincoats,
Tim Buckley,
Cluster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ludus,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joey Negro,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tommy Roe,
Quando Quango,
Funky Four + One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Pretty Things,
Graham Central Station,
Minor Threat,
The Modern Lovers,
Q65,
Cheater Slicks,
The Seeds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Japan,
The Offenders,
Lalann,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Prince Buster,
Fela Kuti,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deepchord,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pagans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pantaleimon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Connie Case,
Basic Channel,
Pierre Henry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.