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 Azerbaijan and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lucky Dragons to the grunge 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fall,
Masters at Work,
Soul II Soul,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Index,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kayak,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boredoms,
Thee Headcoats,
Agitation Free,
Rekid,
Dave Gahan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
EPMD,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Tears for Fears,
Sixth Finger,
The Residents,
Junior Murvin,
Moss Icon,
Rakim,
Black Flag,
LL Cool J,
Joey Negro,
Audionom,
Monks,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gong,
The Searchers,
Yusef Lateef,
Gil Scott Heron,
Minnie Riperton,
Saccharine Trust,
The Wake,
Sandy B,
The Leaves,
Soft Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dual Sessions,
The Evens,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stetsasonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Trumans Water,
Pagans,
Peter and Kerry,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bill Near,
Derrick Morgan,
Deepchord,
The American Breed,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
Ronan,
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.