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 Bahamas and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Music Machine to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Bizarre Inc.,
Josef K,
This Heat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sight & Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
James White and The Blacks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bang On A Can,
Quadrant,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
PIL,
The Misunderstood,
E-Dancer,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fad Gadget,
The Black Dice,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Sherman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Thee Headcoats,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cramps,
Alison Limerick,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Zero Boys,
Joe Finger,
Hot Snakes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fugazi,
Roxy Music,
The Litter,
The Mojo Men,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Gang Dance,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
MC5,
FM Einheit,
Index,
The Tremeloes,
Eurythmics,
The Knickerbockers,
Main Source,
The Star Department,
Andrew Hill,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Dolphy,
The Associates,
Arab on Radar,
Eric Copeland,
Soul II Soul,
Duran Duran,
Section 25,
The Golliwogs,
Anakelly,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.