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 Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lyres to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
The New Christs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Panda Bear,
Scientists,
Schoolly D,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Count Five,
Camberwell Now,
Half Japanese,
Delta 5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sonics,
K-Klass,
The Vogues,
ABBA,
The Martian,
The Fugs,
Bill Wells,
Henry Cow,
Bob Dylan,
The Standells,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
Bluetip,
Faust,
F. McDonald,
The Fuzztones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-101,
Crime,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slits,
Public Enemy,
DNA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stiv Bators,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Selecter,
Moss Icon,
The Evens,
Yaz,
Jerry's Kids,
Lower 48,
The Star Department,
Darondo,
Erasure,
Terrestrial Tones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Motorama,
Sun Ra,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minny Pops,
The Wake,
Morten Harket,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.