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 Ghana and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Babytalk to the funk 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet 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 harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Idris Muhammad,
The Happenings,
Arab on Radar,
Brass Construction,
The Smiths,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aloha Tigers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Byrd,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Youth Brigade,
Panda Bear,
X-101,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Moby Grape,
The Walker Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Excepter,
Index,
The Wake,
A Certain Ratio,
Flash Fearless,
Dual Sessions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Buckinghams,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scratch Acid,
Rekid,
Pantaleimon,
Hoover,
Kenny Larkin,
Urselle,
Jeff Mills,
World's Most,
Brothers Johnson,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gories,
Dorothy Ashby,
David McCallum,
Clear Light,
John Cale,
Josef K,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sister Nancy,
Archie Shepp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Qualms,
The Human League,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Isaac Hayes,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.