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 Tunisia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Slave to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Boz Scaggs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rufus Thomas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
The Gories,
Crime,
Brand Nubian,
Bill Wells,
The Stooges,
Hot Snakes,
Wasted Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
Crooked Eye,
Throbbing Gristle,
Drive Like Jehu,
E-Dancer,
Liliput,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amon Düül,
Joy Division,
Cymande,
Danielle Patucci,
China Crisis,
Gichy Dan,
Black Bananas,
The Music Machine,
Hoover,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
10cc,
The Mummies,
Delon & Dalcan,
Patti Smith,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Germs,
Make Up,
The Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Don Cherry,
the Human League,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gong,
Circle Jerks,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
Unrelated Segments,
Archie Shepp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Michelle Simonal,
Max Romeo,
KRS-One,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.