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 El Salvador and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
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 Robert Wyatt to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum 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 linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalann,
OOIOO,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Dirtbombs,
Tres Demented,
Eric Copeland,
Suburban Knight,
X-101,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barry Ungar,
Shoche,
Bluetip,
Josef K,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nik Kershaw,
Can,
China Crisis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Anakelly,
Infiniti,
New Order,
Swell Maps,
Unwound,
Erykah Badu,
Tom Boy,
Idris Muhammad,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Rundgren,
Flamin' Groovies,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
In Retrospect,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Moody Blues,
Lucky Dragons,
Hardrive,
Ultra Naté,
The Tremeloes,
Fugazi,
Monks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Darondo,
The Durutti Column,
Nick Fraelich,
Cal Tjader,
The Fortunes,
Main Source,
10cc,
Ice-T,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.