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 Lithuania and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neu! to the grime 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Evens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Q and Not U,
Gichy Dan,
Loose Ends,
Reuben Wilson,
Dave Gahan,
Joe Smooth,
Technova,
Metal Thangz,
Leonard Cohen,
David Axelrod,
Lindisfarne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barrington Levy,
Skaos,
Babytalk,
Peter & Gordon,
Crooked Eye,
Guru Guru,
Al Stewart,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neu!,
Stiv Bators,
The Martian,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
U.S. Maple,
Kerri Chandler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang of Four,
Gabor Szabo,
Outsiders,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Saints,
Sex Pistols,
Sister Nancy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
Radio Birdman,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jacob Miller,
Subhumans,
Althea and Donna,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thompson Twins,
Y Pants,
The Kinks,
DJ Style,
Slick Rick,
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
The Doors,
The Misunderstood,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.