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 Guinea-Bissau and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 R.M.O. to the jazz 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Colin Newman,
The Sound,
Fat Boys,
Quantec,
Minutemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Busters,
Anakelly,
R.M.O.,
Quadrant,
Todd Terry,
Ken Boothe,
Minnie Riperton,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tres Demented,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
D'Angelo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Silicon Teens,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rosa Yemen,
Marmalade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kas Product,
Camouflage,
Lakeside,
Spoonie Gee,
Jeff Mills,
the Human League,
Charles Mingus,
The Leaves,
The Zeros,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sandy B,
Vainqueur,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Siglo XX,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Shoche,
New York Dolls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Divine Comedy,
Gabor Szabo,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Order,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
L. Decosne,
Althea and Donna,
Lower 48,
Radiohead,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.