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 Grenada and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Excepter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar 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 rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Toni Rubio,
The American Breed,
A Certain Ratio,
Amon Düül,
Livin' Joy,
Angry Samoans,
Brick,
Niagra,
MC5,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gap Band,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed,
Aural Exciters,
Robert Wyatt,
Morten Harket,
Anthony Braxton,
Amon Düül II,
In Retrospect,
Stetsasonic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Görl,
Minnie Riperton,
JFA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Clear Light,
Easy Going,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hashim,
The Mojo Men,
F. McDonald,
Q and Not U,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Invisible,
James White and The Blacks,
Newcleus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Music Machine,
Colin Newman,
Piero Umiliani,
Howard Jones,
The Alarm Clocks,
Khruangbin,
Stiv Bators,
Maleditus Sound,
Accadde A,
Panda Bear,
Rapeman,
Wasted Youth,
Swans,
Peter & Gordon,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.