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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 The Beau Brummels to the funk 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Rekid,
Terrestrial Tones,
Alton Ellis,
Kas Product,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
LL Cool J,
Marine Girls,
Yazoo,
Popol Vuh,
Swell Maps,
The Buckinghams,
Pulsallama,
Quantec,
Animal Collective,
Moebius,
Kerrie Biddell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Neil Young,
Byron Stingily,
Massinfluence,
Index,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Wake,
The Mojo Men,
Blake Baxter,
Rufus Thomas,
Ten City,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joey Negro,
The Kinks,
Underground Resistance,
Aural Exciters,
Pantytec,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Freddie Wadling,
Ludus,
The Gun Club,
H. Thieme,
Agitation Free,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Spoonie Gee,
The Tremeloes,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Can,
The Pop Group,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barry Ungar,
The Knickerbockers,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.