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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Kerrie Biddell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ 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 guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joe Smooth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fat Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang Starr,
Sonny Sharrock,
R.M.O.,
Wasted Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dennis Brown,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Bananas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pantytec,
Crime,
Barbara Tucker,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Cale,
Alphaville,
Excepter,
The Blues Magoos,
The Pop Group,
Black Sheep,
Wings,
Bill Wells,
Circle Jerks,
The New Christs,
Whodini,
Harpers Bizarre,
Darondo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Subhumans,
OOIOO,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moebius,
Reuben Wilson,
the Normal,
The Gap Band,
The Vogues,
CMW,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Negative Approach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
Anthony Braxton,
Make Up,
Essential Logic,
The Toasters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
Duran Duran,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.