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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Basic Channel to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Harpers Bizarre,
Groovy Waters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Banda Bassotti,
Lakeside,
Adolescents,
Popol Vuh,
Quando Quango,
The Litter,
Hot Snakes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Underground Resistance,
B.T. Express,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Leaves,
The New Christs,
Donny Hathaway,
Barrington Levy,
Lindisfarne,
Liliput,
Pere Ubu,
Fat Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David Bowie,
Marine Girls,
Q and Not U,
Whodini,
Half Japanese,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marcia Griffiths,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rufus Thomas,
World's Most,
Lalann,
Motorama,
The Searchers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Technova,
The Walker Brothers,
Can,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Halsall,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Charles Mingus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.