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 Finland and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leonard Cohen to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Byron Stingily,
The Toasters,
Mandrill,
Letta Mbulu,
Trumans Water,
The Gories,
The Index,
Susan Cadogan,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Remains,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fall,
Bobby Womack,
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Interpol,
Yellowson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
10cc,
Spandau Ballet,
Althea and Donna,
John Lydon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Das Ding,
Anakelly,
Soft Machine,
The Residents,
Jacques Brel,
The Fire Engines,
Warren Ellis,
Arcadia,
Black Sheep,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Christie,
Reagan Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonny Sharrock,
48th St. Collective,
Drexciya,
The Fortunes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Carl Craig,
Liliput,
Heaven 17,
The Star Department,
Gregory Isaacs,
The United States of America,
Flamin' Groovies,
Basic Channel,
The Birthday Party,
Oblivians,
The Fuzztones,
Pole,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swans,
Index,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.