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 Philippines and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Maurizio 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
the Normal,
The Fortunes,
New Order,
Sarah Menescal,
Anakelly,
DJ Style,
Youth Brigade,
Minny Pops,
Sixth Finger,
Echospace,
Camouflage,
Panda Bear,
Cameo,
Dave Gahan,
Scion,
a-ha,
Derrick May,
Ituana,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Juan Atkins,
The Blues Magoos,
Stiv Bators,
The Last Poets,
Moby Grape,
Ponytail,
The Index,
Terry Callier,
the Soft Cell,
The American Breed,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q and Not U,
Gichy Dan,
The Fuzztones,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Unrelated Segments,
Terrestrial Tones,
Graham Central Station,
Eve St. Jones,
Aaron Thompson,
Ossler,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Davy DMX,
Lou Christie,
The Blackbyrds,
The Move,
Essential Logic,
The Victims,
Matthew Halsall,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tomorrow,
Pole,
The Leaves,
LL Cool J,
Outsiders,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.