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 Vanuatu 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Shoche to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
The Vogues,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Charles Mingus,
MC5,
Basic Channel,
The Motions,
Lindisfarne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sparks,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cramps,
Schoolly D,
Joy Division,
Lightning Bolt,
Marine Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Lalo Schifrin,
Public Enemy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ituana,
B.T. Express,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash,
PIL,
Gang Starr,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Mills,
Sugar Minott,
kango's stein massive,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nirvana,
cv313,
Cluster,
Depeche Mode,
The Last Poets,
Gang of Four,
The Stooges,
Man Eating Sloth,
Maurizio,
Nas,
Rapeman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantaleimon,
Johnny Clarke,
Sixth Finger,
Barry Ungar,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fugazi,
Funkadelic,
Deepchord,
Harpers Bizarre,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.