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 Mexico and from New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 KRS-One to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Wyatt,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Archie Shepp,
Man Parrish,
Masters at Work,
Livin' Joy,
the Slits,
The Dirtbombs,
Reuben Wilson,
Tommy Roe,
Easy Going,
Kayak,
The Gap Band,
The Grass Roots,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fall,
The Neon Judgement,
Slick Rick,
Brothers Johnson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siglo XX,
Arcadia,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amazonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiopuhelimet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deepchord,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arthur Verocai,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Smiths,
The Cure,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eli Mardock,
Ultra Naté,
Maleditus Sound,
Stereo Dub,
Ice-T,
Electric Prunes,
Bill Wells,
Q65,
Soft Cell,
Magma,
The Blues Magoos,
ABBA,
U.S. Maple,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang of Four,
Josef K,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Hill,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Section 25,
DNA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.