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 Vanuatu and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the crunk 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantaleimon,
Ultra Naté,
Moby Grape,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oneida,
Yaz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alison Limerick,
Danielle Patucci,
Josef K,
Cal Tjader,
Eli Mardock,
D'Angelo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ossler,
Marmalade,
Grey Daturas,
Royal Trux,
Moebius,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick Morgan,
E-Dancer,
Aural Exciters,
Fugazi,
Yusef Lateef,
Chrome,
Bobby Womack,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wolf Eyes,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Index,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Sneak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed,
Boredoms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marine Girls,
Howard Jones,
Pierre Henry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moss Icon,
Mo-Dettes,
Althea and Donna,
Wire,
Television,
Freddie Wadling,
Todd Rundgren,
Dark Day,
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.