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 Yemen and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Monks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pole,
the Bar-Kays,
The Divine Comedy,
Kurtis Blow,
The Evens,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Starr,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
Ponytail,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Section 25,
Spandau Ballet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Groovy Waters,
X-101,
Amazonics,
Skarface,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fatback Band,
Sixth Finger,
Don Cherry,
FM Einheit,
New Order,
Banda Bassotti,
Scion,
Sugar Minott,
Talk Talk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Connie Case,
Camouflage,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yaz,
Suburban Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
Ken Boothe,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Animal Collective,
Qualms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Organ,
The Five Americans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lakeside,
The Index,
Roger Hodgson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Franke,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.