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 Micronesia and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Pylon,
Sarah Menescal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mad Mike,
Surgeon,
Nils Olav,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nation of Ulysses,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sight & Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Donny Hathaway,
Niagra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maleditus Sound,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
The Slackers,
Lalann,
Faraquet,
Nas,
Faust,
Dawn Penn,
Amon Düül II,
Joensuu 1685,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu,
James White and The Blacks,
Stetsasonic,
Joe Finger,
The United States of America,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Wyatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Holt,
The Pop Group,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Morten Harket,
Derrick May,
The Smiths,
Juan Atkins,
Bauhaus,
Agitation Free,
The Doors,
The Tremeloes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eurythmics,
the Sonics,
Junior Murvin,
Radiohead,
The Evens,
Lou Christie,
New York Dolls,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.