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 Marshall Islands and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gregory Isaacs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron 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 arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kenny Larkin,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quantec,
Ronnie Foster,
Fatback Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jawbox,
the Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
CMW,
FM Einheit,
Bill Wells,
Barbara Tucker,
Charles Mingus,
Althea and Donna,
The Beau Brummels,
Dawn Penn,
Susan Cadogan,
Cal Tjader,
DJ Style,
The Gun Club,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Byrd,
Babytalk,
Moby Grape,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David Bowie,
The Pretty Things,
Delta 5,
Bronski Beat,
Make Up,
Dark Day,
Surgeon,
David McCallum,
Mad Mike,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
The Human League,
B.T. Express,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Searchers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sight & Sound,
Brick,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nico,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neil Young,
Lyres,
Mantronix,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Swans,
Don Cherry,
Eli Mardock,
Reagan Youth,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.