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 United States and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Can to the rock 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a theremin 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 guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Trumans Water,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roxy Music,
The Slits,
Sonic Youth,
X-Ray Spex,
Main Source,
Tears for Fears,
Radiohead,
Hot Snakes,
The Selecter,
Parry Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
David McCallum,
The Modern Lovers,
Q and Not U,
Los Fastidios,
Crash Course in Science,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Mary Jane Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Don Cherry,
kango's stein massive,
Althea and Donna,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sam Rivers,
PIL,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fall,
The Dead C,
The Young Rascals,
Alphaville,
Bauhaus,
Goldenarms,
Kool Moe Dee,
Make Up,
Tim Buckley,
T.S.O.L.,
Deakin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Technova,
The Five Americans,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
AZ,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-102,
The Smoke,
Drexciya,
Jeff Mills,
The Remains,
Icehouse,
Eric B and Rakim,
ABC,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Hood,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.