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 France and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the grunge 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
La Düsseldorf,
R.M.O.,
Minnie Riperton,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yellowson,
Bobby Byrd,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Young Marble Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
Fela Kuti,
The Names,
Brand Nubian,
Skriet,
Rotary Connection,
Negative Approach,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Section 25,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bob Dylan,
Todd Terry,
Pussy Galore,
Rapeman,
Ultravox,
The Sonics,
Zapp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Siglo XX,
Heaven 17,
Marvin Gaye,
Darondo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
The Fugs,
Electric Prunes,
Smog,
Supertramp,
Man Parrish,
Camberwell Now,
Crispy Ambulance,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
Ice-T,
Tommy Roe,
Lyres,
The Searchers,
Stiv Bators,
Lungfish,
The Real Kids,
The Music Machine,
Japan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
The American Breed,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Reagan Youth,
The Monks,
Swans,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.