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 East Timor and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Amon Düül to the techno 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Lower 48,
Pere Ubu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wally Richardson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
CMW,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Bar-Kays,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul II Soul,
Maurizio,
Nick Fraelich,
The Birthday Party,
Eric Dolphy,
Rotary Connection,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Can,
Talk Talk,
Pylon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
Freddie Wadling,
Das Ding,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Gong,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hashim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Joy Division,
Archie Shepp,
Fugazi,
Trumans Water,
Cameo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bill Wells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Shoche,
Dawn Penn,
The Cure,
Eric Copeland,
The Associates,
Buzzcocks,
The Moleskins,
ABBA,
The Blues Magoos,
Steve Hackett,
Youth Brigade,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Searchers,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.