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 Canada and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hot Snakes to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
the Soft Cell,
Saccharine Trust,
The Buckinghams,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New York Dolls,
Bauhaus,
Vainqueur,
Outsiders,
The Birthday Party,
Desert Stars,
Accadde A,
Arcadia,
Charles Mingus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Susan Cadogan,
Rosa Yemen,
The Moleskins,
Intrusion,
Malaria!,
X-101,
Scrapy,
Patti Smith,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Starr,
X-102,
Kool Moe Dee,
Little Man,
The Cure,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jawbox,
The Last Poets,
Audionom,
The Black Dice,
Drexciya,
Au Pairs,
Second Layer,
The American Breed,
Carl Craig,
Buzzcocks,
Bill Near,
Mad Mike,
Sex Pistols,
Make Up,
Amon Düül,
The Evens,
Royal Trux,
The Pop Group,
The Selecter,
Young Marble Giants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stereo Dub,
Flash Fearless,
These Immortal Souls,
Magma,
Silicon Teens,
Mr. Review,
Tim Buckley,
Flipper,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.