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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lakeside to the rock 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord 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 linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Bobby Sherman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Dolphy,
Sam Rivers,
Liliput,
Rosa Yemen,
Bob Dylan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker,
Matthew Halsall,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalann,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Roxette,
The Gories,
The Fugs,
Moby Grape,
Junior Murvin,
Masters at Work,
Mo-Dettes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Japan,
The Wake,
Erasure,
Black Bananas,
Panda Bear,
The Move,
The United States of America,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül II,
Neu!,
Gong,
Loose Ends,
The Gun Club,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Zero Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Section 25,
Davy DMX,
Kerri Chandler,
LL Cool J,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jacques Brel,
Faraquet,
Reagan Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harmonia,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Freddie Wadling,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.