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 Benin and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DNA to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dark Day,
Lou Christie,
MC5,
The Offenders,
Soul II Soul,
Jawbox,
Silicon Teens,
the Bar-Kays,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Can,
The Sonics,
Depeche Mode,
Thompson Twins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pantytec,
Inner City,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tommy Roe,
Harmonia,
John Holt,
Kas Product,
Technova,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Laurel Aitken,
Cal Tjader,
Black Flag,
Crime,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harry Pussy,
Model 500,
Glenn Branca,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Star Department,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pop Group,
Television,
The Associates,
Grauzone,
Maleditus Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nico,
Echospace,
Pagans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sixth Finger,
Patti Smith,
Bad Manners,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gong,
Motorama,
Pulsallama,
the Fania All-Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.