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 Barbados and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Junior Murvin to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin 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 synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Desert Stars,
Royal Trux,
Lucky Dragons,
Heaven 17,
kango's stein massive,
Black Flag,
The Dave Clark Five,
Guru Guru,
Maurizio,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Dolphy,
Scratch Acid,
Slave,
The Cure,
Skaos,
Colin Newman,
Ornette Coleman,
Anthony Braxton,
The Moody Blues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
The Martian,
Gabor Szabo,
Gichy Dan,
Toni Rubio,
Wasted Youth,
PIL,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra,
X-102,
Gang Starr,
The Tremeloes,
John Coltrane,
Albert Ayler,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler,
Lakeside,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Schoolly D,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DJ Sneak,
Unwound,
Grey Daturas,
F. McDonald,
Youth Brigade,
Khruangbin,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Hill,
Davy DMX,
Morten Harket,
Peter & Gordon,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.