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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Scratch Acid to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Severed Heads,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marmalade,
In Retrospect,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Fraelich,
Bush Tetras,
Little Man,
The Blues Magoos,
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Underground Resistance,
a-ha,
Lebanon Hanover,
Khruangbin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
The Electric Prunes,
The Grass Roots,
Mo-Dettes,
Man Parrish,
Howard Jones,
T.S.O.L.,
Marine Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
Max Romeo,
Robert Görl,
Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amon Düül,
the Swans,
The Remains,
Boz Scaggs,
Saccharine Trust,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Spandau Ballet,
Scott Walker,
The Flesh Eaters,
D'Angelo,
The Real Kids,
Negative Approach,
Rakim,
The Black Dice,
Fad Gadget,
Warsaw,
Mantronix,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vladislav Delay,
Wolf Eyes,
Theoretical Girls,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
Whodini,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.