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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Excepter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
The Offenders,
Jeff Lynne,
Wally Richardson,
Excepter,
Whodini,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lungfish,
Outsiders,
Todd Terry,
The Young Rascals,
Gabor Szabo,
Sandy B,
The Associates,
Talk Talk,
Fluxion,
Infiniti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed,
Cal Tjader,
Black Pus,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Certain Ratio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Letta Mbulu,
Youth Brigade,
Boz Scaggs,
Vladislav Delay,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Green,
The Skatalites,
Sam Rivers,
Drexciya,
Porter Ricks,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Faraquet,
The Cowsills,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Saints,
Malaria!,
Inner City,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
Jacob Miller,
Be Bop Deluxe,
T.S.O.L.,
Cybotron,
Television Personalities,
Clear Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Gastr Del Sol,
In Retrospect,
the Bar-Kays,
ABBA,
The Slackers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.