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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Boogie Down Productions to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Loose Ends,
Prince Buster,
Brick,
CMW,
The Misunderstood,
Barbara Tucker,
LL Cool J,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
X-102,
Warsaw,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fire Engines,
Arab on Radar,
Blake Baxter,
Tomorrow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scientists,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Names,
The Mojo Men,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris & Cosey,
Judy Mowatt,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camouflage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
The Dirtbombs,
Howard Jones,
John Holt,
Sarah Menescal,
Bang On A Can,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DJ Sneak,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kaleidoscope,
Television Personalities,
Outsiders,
Metal Thangz,
Alice Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Laurel Aitken,
Ronan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Flag,
Lalann,
Niagra,
Sun City Girls,
New Order,
Quando Quango,
These Immortal Souls,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.