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 Estonia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Organ to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin 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 spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Lou Reed,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Five Americans,
Brass Construction,
Panda Bear,
Liliput,
Arthur Verocai,
Harry Pussy,
LL Cool J,
Fifty Foot Hose,
R.M.O.,
Spandau Ballet,
Maleditus Sound,
Bill Wells,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oneida,
Pagans,
Con Funk Shun,
Scientists,
Talk Talk,
the Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Goldenarms,
World's Most,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Funky Four + One,
Minny Pops,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scion,
Little Man,
Fat Boys,
Skarface,
The Angels of Light,
UT,
Barbara Tucker,
The Evens,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Smooth,
The Move,
Mary Jane Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
Cybotron,
John Lydon,
Dual Sessions,
Slave,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Organ,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dark Day,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
The Trojans,
John Foxx,
Quando Quango,
Tim Buckley,
Thee Headcoats,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jacques Brel,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.