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 Estonia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 Crime to the grunge 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Patti Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABBA,
This Heat,
Livin' Joy,
Nirvana,
Jacob Miller,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crime,
Infiniti,
Theoretical Girls,
Flipper,
Can,
Glenn Branca,
PIL,
Marshall Jefferson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television,
Sparks,
Cymande,
Lou Reed,
Con Funk Shun,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bronski Beat,
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bootsy Collins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liliput,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jerry's Kids,
The Saints,
Hot Snakes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Buzzcocks,
Lalann,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yellowson,
The New Christs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Metal Thangz,
X-101,
Unwound,
T.S.O.L.,
Barrington Levy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Slave,
The Count Five,
Quando Quango,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wings,
Soulsonic Force,
The Names,
Darondo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ituana,
AZ,
Andrew Hill,
Terry Callier,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock 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.