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 Spain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Saccharine Trust to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground 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 techno 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 sitar 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lindisfarne,
The Martian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Wake,
Scratch Acid,
Supertramp,
Slave,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Sherman,
Sight & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
Desert Stars,
The Skatalites,
Sixth Finger,
Urselle,
Procol Harum,
June of 44,
the Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gories,
Delta 5,
Audionom,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Enemy,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Janne Schatter,
Duran Duran,
ABBA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brothers Johnson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
Rakim,
John Foxx,
The Gladiators,
The Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
Glenn Branca,
Animal Collective,
E-Dancer,
Yazoo,
The Birthday Party,
Sun City Girls,
The Dead C,
Tommy Roe,
The American Breed,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David McCallum,
Young Marble Giants,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.