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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Intrusion to the grunge 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 a harpsichord and a rhodes 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 linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
The Angels of Light,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Main Source,
The Trojans,
Suburban Knight,
The Count Five,
Ituana,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scientists,
Intrusion,
Janne Schatter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vainqueur,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fire Engines,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Martian,
The Five Americans,
Pussy Galore,
Marmalade,
Rapeman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Massinfluence,
F. McDonald,
Vladislav Delay,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Wells,
The Fugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bluetip,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
Shuggie Otis,
Hoover,
K-Klass,
The Young Rascals,
Lightning Bolt,
Warren Ellis,
Minny Pops,
Blossom Toes,
Susan Cadogan,
Theoretical Girls,
Pulsallama,
Barrington Levy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dual Sessions,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Human League,
Crime,
Dead Boys,
Accadde A,
Silicon Teens,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.