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 Senegal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Moody Blues,
Wire,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cluster,
Marmalade,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Residents,
Barrington Levy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Magazine,
Laurel Aitken,
The Beau Brummels,
World's Most,
Altered Images,
Fat Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Wyatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moebius,
Kayak,
Flash Fearless,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Trojans,
The Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Motorama,
Swell Maps,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sonics,
Josef K,
Soulsonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
Negative Approach,
Trumans Water,
Heaven 17,
Joey Negro,
Severed Heads,
the Sonics,
PIL,
Skarface,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Terrestrial Tones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nils Olav,
A Certain Ratio,
Absolute Body Control,
Sonny Sharrock,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scrapy,
Suburban Knight,
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.