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 Indonesia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro 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 sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Lucky Dragons,
Jawbox,
Roxette,
Marine Girls,
Slave,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Aloha Tigers,
Flash Fearless,
48th St. Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joey Negro,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Von Mondo,
June Days,
Swans,
Can,
Toni Rubio,
Black Pus,
June of 44,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sex Pistols,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
Black Sheep,
Massinfluence,
This Heat,
UT,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Saints,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Cecil Taylor,
Ronnie Foster,
The Tremeloes,
Silicon Teens,
Cluster,
Section 25,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Junior Murvin,
Agent Orange,
The Buckinghams,
Cameo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Black Dice,
Jandek,
Japan,
Sister Nancy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Circle Jerks,
Hoover,
Sam Rivers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cramps,
The Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.