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 Namibia and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Tremeloes to the disco 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator 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 mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Offenders,
David Axelrod,
The Evens,
H. Thieme,
John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Althea and Donna,
Tears for Fears,
Porter Ricks,
Animal Collective,
One Last Wish,
The Trojans,
Lyres,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Womack,
China Crisis,
Deadbeat,
Supertramp,
Joe Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agent Orange,
John Foxx,
Yusef Lateef,
Laurel Aitken,
The Grass Roots,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Thee Headcoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arab on Radar,
The American Breed,
The Fortunes,
Make Up,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Erykah Badu,
The Music Machine,
The Monks,
The Searchers,
Jawbox,
DJ Sneak,
Yazoo,
Aswad,
Depeche Mode,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smiths,
Boz Scaggs,
Prince Buster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tommy Roe,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.