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 Slovakia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the jazz 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Lou Reed,
Henry Cow,
The Neon Judgement,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Arcadia,
The Stooges,
Aural Exciters,
a-ha,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bootsy Collins,
Barbara Tucker,
X-102,
Throbbing Gristle,
Maurizio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Connie Case,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soft Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Anthony Braxton,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bluetip,
Whodini,
the Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young,
The Dirtbombs,
The Real Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
Clear Light,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
CMW,
the Normal,
Tom Boy,
Symarip,
Skriet,
Ronan,
The Skatalites,
Alison Limerick,
Ituana,
Stockholm Monsters,
David Axelrod,
Don Cherry,
Alton Ellis,
Ice-T,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aloha Tigers,
Malaria!,
Judy Mowatt,
The Standells,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Clarke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.