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 France and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Agitation Free to the grunge 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator 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 rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sound Behaviour,
Johnny Clarke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tres Demented,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Charles Mingus,
Throbbing Gristle,
FM Einheit,
The Offenders,
Lower 48,
Lalann,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Todd Rundgren,
Frankie Knuckles,
Harmonia,
Gabor Szabo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gichy Dan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gories,
Jeff Mills,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yellowson,
Black Sheep,
Can,
Symarip,
Slick Rick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Negative Approach,
U.S. Maple,
Albert Ayler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Loose Ends,
World's Most,
Grey Daturas,
Adolescents,
The New Christs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David McCallum,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
Buzzcocks,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Style,
Gang of Four,
Motorama,
Franke,
Boz Scaggs,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Cell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Doors,
Pagans,
Roy Ayers,
Byron Stingily,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.