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 Guyana and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin 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 Yaz to the funk 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Marine Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dave Gahan,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare,
Khruangbin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
Public Image Ltd.,
Franke,
Gang of Four,
Zero Boys,
Rapeman,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül,
Kenny Larkin,
The Human League,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nils Olav,
The Gap Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Man Parrish,
James White and The Blacks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deadbeat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Absolute Body Control,
Surgeon,
Banda Bassotti,
Crooked Eye,
Alton Ellis,
Alison Limerick,
Judy Mowatt,
Pylon,
Yaz,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr,
UT,
Ituana,
Country Teasers,
The Slits,
The Standells,
Silicon Teens,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
Fad Gadget,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.