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 Japan and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet 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 Rites of Spring to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
X-102,
Youth Brigade,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Flag,
ABBA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Velvet Underground,
Animal Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Machine,
Colin Newman,
Duran Duran,
Accadde A,
Michelle Simonal,
Arcadia,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Toasters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fat Boys,
Severed Heads,
Pantytec,
Chrome,
Kool Moe Dee,
Avey Tare,
The Offenders,
Negative Approach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
June Days,
Kaleidoscope,
Joyce Sims,
Kerri Chandler,
The American Breed,
Marmalade,
Arab on Radar,
The Birthday Party,
F. McDonald,
Iggy Pop,
Bill Wells,
New Age Steppers,
Scratch Acid,
Sight & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Rapeman,
Rotary Connection,
Minny Pops,
Steve Hackett,
World's Most,
A Certain Ratio,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vainqueur,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jerry's Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.