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 Slovenia and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Crispy Ambulance to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar 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 clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Susan Cadogan,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ken Boothe,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
Lower 48,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dave Gahan,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monolake,
Anakelly,
This Heat,
Scion,
Tim Buckley,
Sex Pistols,
Circle Jerks,
Unrelated Segments,
Aaron Thompson,
Kenny Larkin,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Can,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mojo Men,
Eli Mardock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lindisfarne,
Tres Demented,
Animal Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stereo Dub,
The Blackbyrds,
Brass Construction,
Godley & Creme,
New York Dolls,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cowsills,
Arcadia,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nick Fraelich,
Visage,
The Count Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nico,
Traffic Nightmare,
Masters at Work,
Niagra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Altered Images,
Blake Baxter,
The Martian,
Underground Resistance,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
Crash Course in Science,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.