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 Thailand and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minutemen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a harpsichord 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 chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
48th St. Collective,
World's Most,
Jesper Dahlback,
Young Marble Giants,
Surgeon,
Sällskapet,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minny Pops,
Deadbeat,
Jeff Mills,
Das Ding,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joey Negro,
kango's stein massive,
Deepchord,
Patti Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moleskins,
In Retrospect,
Byron Stingily,
Banda Bassotti,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lindisfarne,
New Age Steppers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Arab on Radar,
the Association,
Yellowson,
Sister Nancy,
Carl Craig,
Quando Quango,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Saccharine Trust,
The Knickerbockers,
Marmalade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fluxion,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heaven 17,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Animal Collective,
Black Sheep,
Charles Mingus,
Talk Talk,
Junior Murvin,
Mo-Dettes,
Quadrant,
The Doors,
Judy Mowatt,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.