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 United Kingdom and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Vladislav Delay to the crunk 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a linndrum 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 linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Agitation Free,
Faust,
The Walker Brothers,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tropical Tobacco,
June Days,
Icehouse,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eden Ahbez,
Bluetip,
Electric Prunes,
Slave,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Count Five,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eric Dolphy,
Kenny Larkin,
Darondo,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
X-Ray Spex,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Urselle,
Kas Product,
Cal Tjader,
Silicon Teens,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stereo Dub,
Lalann,
In Retrospect,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Johnny Clarke,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marvin Gaye,
Sex Pistols,
The Evens,
Sugar Minott,
the Sonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers,
Max Romeo,
Rites of Spring,
Colin Newman,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Althea and Donna,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.