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 Luxembourg and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Alphaville to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Barry Ungar,
Royal Trux,
Skaos,
Joe Smooth,
Index,
The Fall,
Average White Band,
Roxette,
Mission of Burma,
The Blackbyrds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sällskapet,
Boz Scaggs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Clarke,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Desert Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
Kayak,
Alton Ellis,
Monolake,
Negative Approach,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Make Up,
Jandek,
Anthony Braxton,
The Index,
This Heat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roxy Music,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
T.S.O.L.,
ABC,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Saints,
Terry Callier,
The Gun Club,
Theoretical Girls,
MC5,
Youth Brigade,
Todd Terry,
Pere Ubu,
Quadrant,
The Trojans,
Organ,
Heaven 17,
Derrick May,
Pantaleimon,
The Fugs,
the Sonics,
Hardrive,
Ice-T,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.