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 Oman and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lungfish to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David McCallum,
Kerri Chandler,
Con Funk Shun,
Fela Kuti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Delta 5,
Nico,
Ohio Players,
Cal Tjader,
Half Japanese,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heaven 17,
Circle Jerks,
Arthur Verocai,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang On A Can,
Rotary Connection,
Yusef Lateef,
Symarip,
Lalo Schifrin,
Junior Murvin,
Monolake,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Faust,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eurythmics,
Kayak,
Model 500,
Duran Duran,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Star Department,
Joensuu 1685,
Fat Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Steve Hackett,
X-102,
Warren Ellis,
The Doors,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Sonic Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Beau Brummels,
Pulsallama,
The Leaves,
Susan Cadogan,
Boredoms,
Todd Rundgren,
the Fania All-Stars,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Banda Bassotti,
Mad Mike,
The Cowsills,
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.