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 Russia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 La Düsseldorf to the rap 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pagans,
Ohio Players,
F. McDonald,
Peter & Gordon,
Grey Daturas,
The Seeds,
Graham Central Station,
The J.B.'s,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Chrome,
the Soft Cell,
10cc,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young,
The United States of America,
Patti Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Letta Mbulu,
Pere Ubu,
The American Breed,
Donald Byrd,
Alice Coltrane,
The Pop Group,
Young Marble Giants,
Groovy Waters,
Zapp,
The Tremeloes,
Easy Going,
The Busters,
Mo-Dettes,
Gang Green,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tim Buckley,
Arthur Verocai,
Marc Almond,
Can,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers,
The Blackbyrds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slave,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crispian St. Peters,
Excepter,
Fear,
Deadbeat,
Carl Craig,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rod Modell,
Jacob Miller,
Hot Snakes,
Mars,
Minnie Riperton,
Matthew Halsall,
Pierre Henry,
Arcadia,
June Days,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.