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 Laos and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Patti Smith to the rap 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
FM Einheit,
Oneida,
The Tremeloes,
The Young Rascals,
Animal Collective,
Banda Bassotti,
Little Man,
48th St. Collective,
Pantaleimon,
New Order,
Nils Olav,
Thompson Twins,
Audionom,
Pantytec,
The Cowsills,
Frankie Knuckles,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sugar Minott,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Flesh Eaters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cure,
DJ Sneak,
Fear,
8 Eyed Spy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Techniques,
Tommy Roe,
Scientists,
X-101,
Soft Cell,
Bill Wells,
Erykah Badu,
The Evens,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Au Pairs,
Agitation Free,
The Last Poets,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Organ,
Blancmange,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grey Daturas,
Newcleus,
Johnny Clarke,
F. McDonald,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.