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 Kyrgyzstan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Simply Red to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 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 rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Warsaw,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Smog,
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
Von Mondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Barracudas,
Inner City,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gap Band,
The Grass Roots,
Infiniti,
Crime,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oblivians,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pylon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vladislav Delay,
Wings,
Glenn Branca,
Quadrant,
Bang On A Can,
The Slackers,
The Remains,
Sam Rivers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mantronix,
Arthur Verocai,
Rod Modell,
The Saints,
Accadde A,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
Neil Young,
Japan,
The Mummies,
Danielle Patucci,
Terrestrial Tones,
Carl Craig,
June of 44,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
U.S. Maple,
Can,
Prince Buster,
Suburban Knight,
Reuben Wilson,
The Zeros,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Style,
Whodini,
Lindisfarne,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.