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 Korea South and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord 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 L. Decosne to the disco 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Simply Red,
48th St. Collective,
the Slits,
PIL,
MC5,
Youth Brigade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gichy Dan,
Negative Approach,
Jacob Miller,
X-102,
Radiopuhelimet,
Subhumans,
The Fuzztones,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Accadde A,
Joe Smooth,
One Last Wish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Reuben Wilson,
Brick,
The Toasters,
Camouflage,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed,
Malaria!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rakim,
The Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Bush Tetras,
The Smoke,
Ludus,
Warsaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dave Clark Five,
Patti Smith,
Ronan,
The Standells,
The Offenders,
Dead Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
Pierre Henry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pylon,
Gabor Szabo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Smiths,
Funkadelic,
Q and Not U,
Leonard Cohen,
Half Japanese,
Jeff Lynne,
Buzzcocks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Visage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soft Cell,
The Dead C,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.