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 Finland and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Talk Talk to the dance 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Vogues,
Joyce Sims,
Make Up,
The Blues Magoos,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Television Personalities,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Buzzcocks,
Parry Music,
Roger Hodgson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sonics,
The American Breed,
Basic Channel,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
Delon & Dalcan,
Josef K,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Wake,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Sheep,
Radio Birdman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Average White Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Absolute Body Control,
Excepter,
Gang of Four,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dead Boys,
The Cowsills,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kerri Chandler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Surgeon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Simply Red,
Yusef Lateef,
La Düsseldorf,
Talk Talk,
The Angels of Light,
Hasil Adkins,
The Last Poets,
Severed Heads,
Ultra Naté,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
David Bowie,
Bronski Beat,
Liliput,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lakeside,
Masters at Work,
Mary Jane Girls,
Essential Logic,
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.