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 Cameroon and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 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 guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Albert Ayler,
Radio Birdman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stereo Dub,
Barrington Levy,
Minor Threat,
La Düsseldorf,
Essential Logic,
Grey Daturas,
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
Marvin Gaye,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Das Ding,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sex Pistols,
Absolute Body Control,
Second Layer,
Hardrive,
Janne Schatter,
Urselle,
Camberwell Now,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Star Department,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soft Cell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
New Age Steppers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Smoke,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Womack,
Intrusion,
Khruangbin,
Aural Exciters,
Dead Boys,
Swans,
Soft Machine,
Lakeside,
Spandau Ballet,
Maurizio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
The Litter,
Charles Mingus,
Infiniti,
Oneida,
The Dead C,
Glenn Branca,
Goldenarms,
Bill Wells,
Pantytec,
Joyce Sims,
Lucky Dragons,
Ten City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.