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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Don Cherry to the disco 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Section 25,
In Retrospect,
The Fortunes,
Harmonia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Human League,
Skaos,
Black Pus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flamin' Groovies,
Unrelated Segments,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
Michelle Simonal,
Quando Quango,
The Smiths,
Colin Newman,
Eric Copeland,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispian St. Peters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Iggy Pop,
David McCallum,
Erasure,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultravox,
Bluetip,
John Lydon,
Zero Boys,
Wings,
Jeff Mills,
Crime,
Visage,
The Golliwogs,
The Mummies,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thee Headcoats,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole,
Slick Rick,
Kaleidoscope,
Q and Not U,
Cheater Slicks,
Zapp,
Sex Pistols,
Barrington Levy,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DNA,
Derrick May,
The Skatalites,
Television Personalities,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Newcleus,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.