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 Macedonia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter & Gordon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Nick Fraelich,
Whodini,
Warsaw,
Barrington Levy,
Marvin Gaye,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultravox,
David Axelrod,
Ponytail,
Skriet,
Pagans,
Kool Moe Dee,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Albert Ayler,
Moebius,
Fugazi,
The Techniques,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dead Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Funkadelic,
Khruangbin,
FM Einheit,
Dennis Brown,
Organ,
Prince Buster,
Skarface,
Tomorrow,
Jerry's Kids,
These Immortal Souls,
Brand Nubian,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Dead C,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalann,
Mad Mike,
Roxette,
Max Romeo,
Ituana,
The Smiths,
The Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Audionom,
Hardrive,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Sixth Finger,
Rekid,
Minnie Riperton,
Flipper,
The Busters,
Underground Resistance,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül II,
Erasure,
Bluetip,
Derrick May,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.