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 Costa Rica and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Accadde A to the funk 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro 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 harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
The Motions,
Barry Ungar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minutemen,
China Crisis,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Green,
The Selecter,
Bootsy Collins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amazonics,
Gang of Four,
48th St. Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Misunderstood,
Sixth Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Groovy Waters,
Intrusion,
the Normal,
Surgeon,
Ronan,
The Names,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Dark Day,
Qualms,
Patti Smith,
Hot Snakes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joey Negro,
Kurtis Blow,
Harmonia,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Stooges,
Marine Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Toni Rubio,
Ludus,
Nation of Ulysses,
Davy DMX,
Lindisfarne,
Neu!,
OOIOO,
Pussy Galore,
Moby Grape,
The Dead C,
Drexciya,
New Order,
The Cowsills,
Heaven 17,
E-Dancer,
10cc,
H. Thieme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Golliwogs,
Lalann,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Cell,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.