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 Dominican Republic and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Blues Magoos to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe 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 mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
The Skatalites,
Can,
Warren Ellis,
The Fall,
Jawbox,
Glenn Branca,
Stiv Bators,
Alton Ellis,
Marc Almond,
Faust,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker,
Fluxion,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tommy Roe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The New Christs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tubeway Army,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Real Kids,
Public Enemy,
Alphaville,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Public Image Ltd.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
John Holt,
Albert Ayler,
The Leaves,
Mantronix,
The Doors,
LL Cool J,
Hashim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Banda Bassotti,
Bush Tetras,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Copeland,
FM Einheit,
Robert Wyatt,
Rod Modell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerrie Biddell,
H. Thieme,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sarah Menescal,
Kenny Larkin,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.