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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bluetip to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Deadbeat,
Lindisfarne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick May,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
Sonic Youth,
10cc,
Don Cherry,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amazonics,
Absolute Body Control,
Urselle,
Khruangbin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dawn Penn,
A Certain Ratio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-101,
The Dead C,
Eric Dolphy,
Panda Bear,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Evens,
Niagra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlback,
Essential Logic,
Groovy Waters,
Althea and Donna,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wire,
Rakim,
B.T. Express,
Depeche Mode,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lyres,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lakeside,
Black Bananas,
David Bowie,
Barry Ungar,
Symarip,
Sugar Minott,
Public Enemy,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.