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 Zimbabwe and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the jazz 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb 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 mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Half Japanese,
The Busters,
Bootsy Collins,
Excepter,
Reagan Youth,
Colin Newman,
Nik Kershaw,
The Music Machine,
The Victims,
Kerri Chandler,
New Age Steppers,
Mandrill,
Eric Dolphy,
Easy Going,
Marine Girls,
Roxette,
Country Teasers,
Shuggie Otis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Supertramp,
Public Enemy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sparks,
June Days,
Andrew Hill,
Isaac Hayes,
Rotary Connection,
Surgeon,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Nick Fraelich,
New York Dolls,
The Modern Lovers,
Maurizio,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
CMW,
Skaos,
Deakin,
Absolute Body Control,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wally Richardson,
Stereo Dub,
Robert Wyatt,
Kayak,
Pantytec,
Sun City Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Simply Red,
F. McDonald,
The Beau Brummels,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harry Pussy,
Man Parrish,
The Invisible,
the Bar-Kays,
Magma,
Gang Starr,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.