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 Nicaragua and from Tokyo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Popol Vuh to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum 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 clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Leonard Cohen,
Little Man,
The Vogues,
Television,
Y Pants,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Depeche Mode,
Jacques Brel,
Babytalk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
Desert Stars,
Model 500,
The Sound,
Technova,
Ronan,
Reagan Youth,
The Index,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arcadia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Grass Roots,
Agitation Free,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Dolphy,
Supertramp,
Monolake,
Ten City,
DJ Sneak,
Cybotron,
The Move,
Gang Green,
Pulsallama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Cale,
The United States of America,
Josef K,
Andrew Hill,
Lungfish,
New Order,
Subhumans,
Crooked Eye,
Ohio Players,
Pierre Henry,
The Birthday Party,
The Blues Magoos,
New Age Steppers,
Suburban Knight,
The Techniques,
Anakelly,
Television Personalities,
Dark Day,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.