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 Dominican Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Clear Light to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
The Smoke,
Swell Maps,
Fluxion,
Shoche,
Gang of Four,
The Selecter,
The Gories,
Camberwell Now,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Christie,
Unrelated Segments,
The Happenings,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Doors,
Zapp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Harmonia,
Terry Callier,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Motions,
Chris Corsano,
Tommy Roe,
PIL,
Cymande,
Prince Buster,
Gong,
Warren Ellis,
Max Romeo,
Eddi Front,
Silicon Teens,
Minnie Riperton,
Mantronix,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Depeche Mode,
Yazoo,
The Vogues,
The Zeros,
Rekid,
The Red Krayola,
Sällskapet,
Spoonie Gee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Goldenarms,
Darondo,
Arthur Verocai,
The Kinks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sarah Menescal,
Don Cherry,
Archie Shepp,
Rapeman,
Joensuu 1685,
Reagan Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Little Man,
Arcadia,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.