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 New Zealand and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Todd Rundgren,
Motorama,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Josef K,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erykah Badu,
Whodini,
Newcleus,
Dark Day,
Lungfish,
Saccharine Trust,
Darondo,
Scrapy,
The Smiths,
John Foxx,
Sonny Sharrock,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Seeds,
The Residents,
Absolute Body Control,
Soft Cell,
Audionom,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Star Department,
The Buckinghams,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
Yusef Lateef,
Joe Smooth,
Loose Ends,
Royal Trux,
Althea and Donna,
Boz Scaggs,
Fat Boys,
Procol Harum,
Parry Music,
The Happenings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
R.M.O.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Can,
Nick Fraelich,
Leonard Cohen,
Guru Guru,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Panda Bear,
The Zeros,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Angels of Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bluetip,
Goldenarms,
Fear,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.