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 Nauru and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Section 25 to the dance 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare 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 harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Fraelich,
Nico,
Make Up,
Marmalade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cramps,
Little Man,
Supertramp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
Maleditus Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Lindisfarne,
The Dirtbombs,
The Music Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Leaves,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Alarm Clocks,
New Age Steppers,
Tears for Fears,
JFA,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Flag,
Circle Jerks,
Drexciya,
Joy Division,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eli Mardock,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nils Olav,
Cameo,
Peter and Kerry,
The Busters,
the Normal,
Barrington Levy,
Rod Modell,
B.T. Express,
Whodini,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Anthony Braxton,
Cal Tjader,
Alison Limerick,
Deadbeat,
F. McDonald,
Charles Mingus,
Bluetip,
Harry Pussy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Davy DMX,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.