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 Morocco and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Jakarta and Tokyo.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Television Personalities to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb 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 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Marvin Gaye,
Dave Gahan,
LL Cool J,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DNA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vladislav Delay,
Andrew Hill,
Jerry's Kids,
Altered Images,
Guru Guru,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Subhumans,
The Barracudas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kayak,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funky Four + One,
the Normal,
Aswad,
The Gap Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sugar Minott,
Sällskapet,
Aaron Thompson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Walker Brothers,
Outsiders,
Angry Samoans,
AZ,
Lower 48,
Grandmaster Flash,
Das Ding,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Janne Schatter,
Scrapy,
Nik Kershaw,
Eurythmics,
The Music Machine,
Suicide,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Litter,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Foxx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Interpol,
Sonny Sharrock,
Banda Bassotti,
Lakeside,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultravox,
Camouflage,
Mo-Dettes,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blackbyrds,
X-102,
Reuben Wilson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.