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 Sudan and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 PIL to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet 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 oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Shoche,
The Raincoats,
The Motions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Whodini,
The Remains,
Youth Brigade,
The American Breed,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Knickerbockers,
Lakeside,
Trumans Water,
The Flesh Eaters,
Make Up,
The Moleskins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül,
Scan 7,
Todd Terry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lucky Dragons,
Barclay James Harvest,
CMW,
L. Decosne,
The Velvet Underground,
The Buckinghams,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
Nas,
Howard Jones,
Soft Cell,
Quadrant,
Idris Muhammad,
Echospace,
Faraquet,
Loose Ends,
Mars,
Radiohead,
Dawn Penn,
Tropical Tobacco,
Johnny Osbourne,
David McCallum,
Lungfish,
Bobby Sherman,
Mantronix,
Terry Callier,
Alphaville,
Rekid,
F. McDonald,
Danielle Patucci,
Letta Mbulu,
The Evens,
World's Most,
One Last Wish,
Black Moon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
LL Cool J,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.