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 Japan 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Boogie Down Productions to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minor Threat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brass Construction,
Q and Not U,
Masters at Work,
Roxy Music,
Freddie Wadling,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
La Düsseldorf,
Darondo,
John Lydon,
Fugazi,
Q65,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skaos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Symarip,
The Dead C,
Severed Heads,
Ossler,
Wings,
Ludus,
The Grass Roots,
D'Angelo,
The Divine Comedy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Stooges,
Harmonia,
Depeche Mode,
Ten City,
The Selecter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Second Layer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Warsaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Sex Pistols,
Brick,
Make Up,
Dark Day,
Soft Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
X-101,
The Sound,
Heaven 17,
Howard Jones,
Porter Ricks,
Blake Baxter,
Maleditus Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
June Days,
Flash Fearless,
The Remains,
Rekid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ohio Players,
Boz Scaggs,
One Last Wish,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.