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 Austria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 David Bowie 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 Quantec to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare,
Archie Shepp,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Shuggie Otis,
MC5,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Terry,
Alphaville,
Sällskapet,
DJ Style,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
Bluetip,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed,
Basic Channel,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Knickerbockers,
Juan Atkins,
Amon Düül II,
Television,
Easy Going,
Whodini,
Gang Green,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Donald Byrd,
The Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Althea and Donna,
Gerry Rafferty,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Womack,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
Oblivians,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brass Construction,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick,
Symarip,
Gichy Dan,
JFA,
Los Fastidios,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gap Band,
Sonic Youth,
Inner City,
Excepter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
Quantec,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.