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 Georgia and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soft Machine to the disco 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Ultravox,
The Index,
The Misunderstood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Osbourne,
Davy DMX,
Audionom,
The Dead C,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cure,
Los Fastidios,
Desert Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Electric Prunes,
The Mojo Men,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Monochrome Set,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lucky Dragons,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
Royal Trux,
Junior Murvin,
Moebius,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masters at Work,
Grey Daturas,
Black Sheep,
Grauzone,
The New Christs,
The Mummies,
Mo-Dettes,
Joyce Sims,
Sister Nancy,
Harry Pussy,
Barrington Levy,
Rapeman,
Adolescents,
Amon Düül,
Ossler,
Pussy Galore,
Roxette,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gun Club,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alison Limerick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Easy Going,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joey Negro,
Q and Not U,
Flipper,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.