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 Tuvalu and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 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 The Modern Lovers 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin 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 chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Japan,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gong,
Anthony Braxton,
Ronan,
The Five Americans,
Bad Manners,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultra Naté,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skaos,
John Lydon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Kerri Chandler,
Donald Byrd,
CMW,
Panda Bear,
Cybotron,
Althea and Donna,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sam Rivers,
Vladislav Delay,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
The Invisible,
Surgeon,
Rod Modell,
Freddie Wadling,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
The Motions,
Joy Division,
The Smiths,
Siglo XX,
The Remains,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Womack,
the Swans,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon,
James White and The Blacks,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Knickerbockers,
Delta 5,
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
Darondo,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.