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 Israel and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the funk 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Young Rascals,
Symarip,
The Pretty Things,
Tom Boy,
Alice Coltrane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rakim,
Newcleus,
Smog,
Fad Gadget,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gun Club,
Andrew Hill,
Pagans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Buzzcocks,
L. Decosne,
Silicon Teens,
Adolescents,
48th St. Collective,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
Heaven 17,
The New Christs,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
Rhythm & Sound,
Boredoms,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eddi Front,
Janne Schatter,
Malaria!,
Sandy B,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Johnny Clarke,
Shuggie Otis,
Graham Central Station,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Colin Newman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minnie Riperton,
Youth Brigade,
Spoonie Gee,
Scott Walker,
Peter & Gordon,
The Last Poets,
EPMD,
Cabaret Voltaire,
OOIOO,
Mo-Dettes,
Audionom,
Public Enemy,
Mr. Review,
Ohio Players,
Hardrive,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.