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 Colombia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jeru the Damaja to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox 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?
New Order,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ralphi Rosario,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Boredoms,
Scott Walker,
Young Marble Giants,
Ice-T,
Lucky Dragons,
Leonard Cohen,
Sandy B,
The Sonics,
Suburban Knight,
Laurel Aitken,
Intrusion,
The Young Rascals,
John Cale,
Subhumans,
Reuben Wilson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gun Club,
The Detroit Cobras,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Niagra,
The Slackers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tim Buckley,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Victims,
Johnny Osbourne,
Henry Cow,
Saccharine Trust,
MDC,
New Age Steppers,
Bad Manners,
Pole,
The Walker Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
Tres Demented,
The Real Kids,
Bill Wells,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
F. McDonald,
E-Dancer,
The American Breed,
The Buckinghams,
Index,
Pantytec,
Black Flag,
Ossler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sparks,
MC5,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Monolake,
Hot Snakes,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.