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 Sweden and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Terry Callier to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Nirvana,
The Mojo Men,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sugar Minott,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Pus,
Traffic Nightmare,
10cc,
Junior Murvin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
the Sonics,
Wolf Eyes,
Blossom Toes,
Eurythmics,
Desert Stars,
The Moleskins,
Banda Bassotti,
New Order,
The Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
Tom Boy,
This Heat,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Saccharine Trust,
Laurel Aitken,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New Age Steppers,
The Associates,
Rotary Connection,
Rufus Thomas,
Albert Ayler,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
Scan 7,
Dave Gahan,
Eddi Front,
The Human League,
The Monochrome Set,
Chrome,
Intrusion,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fortunes,
Moss Icon,
Lyres,
Con Funk Shun,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Grass Roots,
Man Parrish,
Young Marble Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
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.