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 Nicaragua and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Donald Fagen 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 Delta 5 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Chrome,
Groovy Waters,
Fat Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
The Evens,
Bluetip,
Das Ding,
Sun City Girls,
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eli Mardock,
Man Parrish,
the Association,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Starr,
Robert Görl,
Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
Q and Not U,
Minny Pops,
Severed Heads,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Five Americans,
Terrestrial Tones,
R.M.O.,
MC5,
The Grass Roots,
Negative Approach,
The Victims,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Derrick Morgan,
Harmonia,
Rakim,
Goldenarms,
Malaria!,
The Electric Prunes,
Cymande,
Underground Resistance,
The Busters,
Gong,
Joey Negro,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mad Mike,
Outsiders,
Audionom,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Residents,
Easy Going,
the Soft Cell,
Agent Orange,
The Star Department,
MDC,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cure,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oblivians,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nik Kershaw,
The Motions,
Kurtis Blow,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.