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 Cuba and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Newcleus,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DJ Style,
Marc Almond,
Average White Band,
Vainqueur,
Rosa Yemen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Robert Hood,
Darondo,
Cybotron,
Rotary Connection,
Stetsasonic,
Inner City,
Traffic Nightmare,
Iggy Pop,
The Associates,
Blake Baxter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rites of Spring,
the Bar-Kays,
Television Personalities,
ABC,
DNA,
Moss Icon,
Ponytail,
Lucky Dragons,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sugar Minott,
Scratch Acid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
K-Klass,
Godley & Creme,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
Basic Channel,
The Saints,
Gang Gang Dance,
Magma,
Alphaville,
Circle Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
The Residents,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
Y Pants,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.