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 Mauritius and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cosmic Jokers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
This Heat,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Beau Brummels,
Camberwell Now,
Jacob Miller,
Fluxion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Rundgren,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Michelle Simonal,
John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Mars,
The Birthday Party,
Neu!,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Maleditus Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sugar Minott,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
Surgeon,
Technova,
Donny Hathaway,
Dark Day,
Yaz,
The Cramps,
Joensuu 1685,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barrington Levy,
Danielle Patucci,
Spoonie Gee,
Connie Case,
Minny Pops,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tomorrow,
Brothers Johnson,
Deadbeat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
David Bowie,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Magma,
Heaven 17,
Erasure,
Sister Nancy,
Qualms,
ABC,
Aaron Thompson,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Byrd,
The Human League,
The Dead C,
Visage,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.