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 India and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Massinfluence to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Altered Images,
Nils Olav,
Dave Gahan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arthur Verocai,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Sällskapet,
Smog,
Sex Pistols,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Davy DMX,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacob Miller,
Man Eating Sloth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Lucky Dragons,
Bad Manners,
The Tremeloes,
Tomorrow,
Chrome,
Crooked Eye,
Vladislav Delay,
Archie Shepp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Franke,
Skriet,
Moss Icon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
K-Klass,
Mars,
cv313,
Marine Girls,
Parry Music,
T. Rex,
Porter Ricks,
Scientists,
The Vogues,
Girls At Our Best!,
Donald Byrd,
Bush Tetras,
Procol Harum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Reagan Youth,
Sandy B,
Fat Boys,
One Last Wish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
Unwound,
Ponytail,
The Techniques,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hot Snakes,
Little Man,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.