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 Switzerland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Minor Threat to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin 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 spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Toni Rubio,
Rites of Spring,
Idris Muhammad,
Popol Vuh,
Minny Pops,
The Blues Magoos,
KRS-One,
Average White Band,
Yazoo,
Q and Not U,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Absolute Body Control,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cowsills,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Smoke,
Nas,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
Pulsallama,
E-Dancer,
Rufus Thomas,
Babytalk,
Index,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
This Heat,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Lydon,
Steve Hackett,
The Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crooked Eye,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kenny Larkin,
Aaron Thompson,
Tears for Fears,
Quantec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Almond,
Eden Ahbez,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pussy Galore,
Severed Heads,
The Remains,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Martian,
Black Flag,
The Gladiators,
Boredoms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joey Negro,
Dorothy Ashby,
Skarface,
Loose Ends,
The Litter,
Chris Corsano,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.