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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar 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 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?
Spoonie Gee,
Eddi Front,
Fela Kuti,
Jacques Brel,
Yellowson,
Gong,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quantec,
the Slits,
Von Mondo,
Eric Copeland,
Loose Ends,
Unrelated Segments,
Max Romeo,
Talk Talk,
Bronski Beat,
the Bar-Kays,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Star Department,
John Holt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joy Division,
Wire,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dark Day,
Blancmange,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jandek,
Alice Coltrane,
Barry Ungar,
Throbbing Gristle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alison Limerick,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hasil Adkins,
Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
The Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Monolake,
The Happenings,
Minor Threat,
Saccharine Trust,
Roy Ayers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Bananas,
H. Thieme,
Camberwell Now,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.