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 Iran and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Prince Buster 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Ultravox,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Henry Cow,
Lou Christie,
Donald Byrd,
Procol Harum,
June Days,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Accadde A,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül II,
Slick Rick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jacob Miller,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Drexciya,
Sun Ra,
Cal Tjader,
the Sonics,
Marine Girls,
L. Decosne,
Leonard Cohen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tres Demented,
The Litter,
Boz Scaggs,
New York Dolls,
Model 500,
Neil Young,
Minutemen,
Technova,
Japan,
Chris & Cosey,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soft Machine,
Tomorrow,
DJ Style,
Fear,
Blancmange,
Sam Rivers,
Index,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Das Ding,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Peter and Kerry,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Interpol,
Goldenarms,
June of 44,
The Music Machine,
The Fugs,
Peter & Gordon,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.