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 Hungary and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 KRS-One to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
T.S.O.L.,
Pulsallama,
Hot Snakes,
The Young Rascals,
Eric Copeland,
H. Thieme,
Neil Young,
The Searchers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
The Star Department,
Oblivians,
The Birthday Party,
Jacques Brel,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moss Icon,
Mo-Dettes,
Yellowson,
X-101,
Lou Reed,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marc Almond,
Peter & Gordon,
Crash Course in Science,
The Monks,
Technova,
Jeff Mills,
Subhumans,
Lightning Bolt,
Amazonics,
Matthew Bourne,
The Kinks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Suicide,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
Arthur Verocai,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Holt,
Wally Richardson,
Make Up,
Bob Dylan,
MC5,
Dead Boys,
Camouflage,
Alton Ellis,
Minor Threat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bush Tetras,
The Tremeloes,
Black Moon,
Donald Byrd,
The Moleskins,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.