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 Moldova and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Camouflage to the funk 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Vainqueur,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Blackbyrds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Guru Guru,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
Hashim,
The Martian,
Tim Buckley,
Yaz,
Make Up,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aswad,
Rotary Connection,
The Searchers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tomorrow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ornette Coleman,
Deadbeat,
Drexciya,
Faraquet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blossom Toes,
Iggy Pop,
The Fugs,
China Crisis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Todd Terry,
Roger Hodgson,
CMW,
Bang On A Can,
Lalann,
Chris & Cosey,
Massinfluence,
Dennis Brown,
Matthew Halsall,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sonics,
T. Rex,
Barry Ungar,
Soulsonic Force,
Joe Smooth,
Royal Trux,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül II,
Junior Murvin,
Slick Rick,
Deepchord,
Altered Images,
The Leaves,
The Toasters,
Faust,
Television,
Ituana,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.