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 Qatar and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Qualms to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dave Gahan,
Max Romeo,
the Slits,
Patti Smith,
The Leaves,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rites of Spring,
MC5,
Josef K,
Crooked Eye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
a-ha,
The Gun Club,
Panda Bear,
Underground Resistance,
Swans,
Easy Going,
Ken Boothe,
Bill Near,
The Mojo Men,
Funkadelic,
Au Pairs,
Siglo XX,
Marvin Gaye,
Lakeside,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Man Eating Sloth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Stooges,
Traffic Nightmare,
David Bowie,
Fluxion,
KRS-One,
Sun Ra,
ABC,
Eddi Front,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABBA,
Jerry's Kids,
The Happenings,
Juan Atkins,
Cymande,
The Grass Roots,
The Raincoats,
The Residents,
Bang On A Can,
Jandek,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Hood,
Gichy Dan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.