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 Afghanistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the punk 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and an oboe 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 oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Janne Schatter,
Black Sheep,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gap Band,
Massinfluence,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wolf Eyes,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalann,
Agent Orange,
The Smiths,
Crime,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Reagan Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lungfish,
Bluetip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blancmange,
The Black Dice,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ponytail,
Hasil Adkins,
The Offenders,
the Association,
Danielle Patucci,
The Toasters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
The Young Rascals,
Tom Boy,
Technova,
Henry Cow,
The Cowsills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultra Naté,
kango's stein massive,
Max Romeo,
Kenny Larkin,
Flash Fearless,
Minor Threat,
Spoonie Gee,
Funky Four + One,
Mission of Burma,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
R.M.O.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rotary Connection,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric Dolphy,
Junior Murvin,
10cc,
The Birthday Party,
Jacob Miller,
Graham Central Station,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.