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 Finland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar 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?
Wasted Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grauzone,
Minor Threat,
10cc,
F. McDonald,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Quantec,
Bluetip,
Ponytail,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eve St. Jones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
These Immortal Souls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Index,
Das Ding,
Agent Orange,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Symarip,
Scan 7,
Guru Guru,
Oneida,
Robert Wyatt,
The Motions,
John Foxx,
Fugazi,
Aural Exciters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Andrew Hill,
The Cramps,
Porter Ricks,
Zapp,
Aaron Thompson,
Popol Vuh,
The Blues Magoos,
Buzzcocks,
The Doors,
Nils Olav,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Circle Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Unwound,
Pantaleimon,
Amazonics,
Terry Callier,
Slave,
Cluster,
Royal Trux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soulsonic Force,
Steve Hackett,
Joy Division,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.