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 France and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Move to the grunge 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar 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 snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
Kerri Chandler,
Jawbox,
Cheater Slicks,
The United States of America,
Agitation Free,
Morten Harket,
Pere Ubu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swell Maps,
Rekid,
Nas,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Womack,
Banda Bassotti,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Zeros,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak,
Blake Baxter,
Amazonics,
Das Ding,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Durutti Column,
Unrelated Segments,
Public Enemy,
Blancmange,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Sound,
Animal Collective,
Outsiders,
Tubeway Army,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Swans,
CMW,
Tommy Roe,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joy Division,
The Last Poets,
Gong,
Marine Girls,
Fat Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerrie Biddell,
Guru Guru,
The Grass Roots,
Jeru the Damaja,
Junior Murvin,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
Soul II Soul,
Sonic Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kayak,
Eurythmics,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.