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 Bhutan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Michael McDonald 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 Archie Shepp to the grime 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 United States of America,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Nils Olav,
Gichy Dan,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
OOIOO,
John Lydon,
Angry Samoans,
China Crisis,
Bauhaus,
Tom Boy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Cure,
Sound Behaviour,
Pole,
Goldenarms,
Erykah Badu,
John Cale,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
One Last Wish,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül II,
Gong,
Arab on Radar,
Funky Four + One,
Wire,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
DNA,
Joe Finger,
Eric Copeland,
The Remains,
Groovy Waters,
Hardrive,
Warsaw,
Aloha Tigers,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jeff Lynne,
Rapeman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Gang Dance,
Quando Quango,
Black Sheep,
The Barracudas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blossom Toes,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
MDC,
The Skatalites,
Darondo,
Duran Duran,
Accadde A,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.