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 Denmark and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Can to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Royal Trux,
Sandy B,
The Young Rascals,
Ultra Naté,
Little Man,
Drive Like Jehu,
Animal Collective,
Jawbox,
X-101,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cybotron,
Smog,
Bill Wells,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Divine Comedy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Birthday Party,
Tim Buckley,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Bourne,
Massinfluence,
The Pretty Things,
The Remains,
Los Fastidios,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Lynne,
ABBA,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry's Kids,
EPMD,
Livin' Joy,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
June of 44,
Deakin,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Andrew Hill,
Connie Case,
Scratch Acid,
Television,
Charles Mingus,
The Gories,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Zeros,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jandek,
OOIOO,
Nils Olav,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Halsall,
Saccharine Trust,
Infiniti,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.