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 Niger and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare 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 Intrusion to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
B.T. Express,
Amon Düül,
Arthur Verocai,
The Birthday Party,
Amazonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Drexciya,
The Martian,
X-102,
OOIOO,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hasil Adkins,
The Knickerbockers,
Stereo Dub,
Clear Light,
Neil Young,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Arcadia,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacques Brel,
Scan 7,
Janne Schatter,
Mark Hollis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hashim,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
The Music Machine,
The Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Guru Guru,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Cowsills,
Soul II Soul,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nils Olav,
Zero Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moebius,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
The Human League,
Nico,
Negative Approach,
F. McDonald,
Tubeway Army,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mummies,
Shuggie Otis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
UT,
Quantec,
Average White Band,
Infiniti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
EPMD,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.