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 France and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Danielle Patucci to the rock 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 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 sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Moody Blues,
Porter Ricks,
Bad Manners,
Pantytec,
Surgeon,
Von Mondo,
Maleditus Sound,
Crime,
Junior Murvin,
Rosa Yemen,
The Neon Judgement,
Faraquet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
E-Dancer,
Make Up,
Roxette,
Ronan,
Wasted Youth,
The Index,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Zeros,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Warren Ellis,
The Blues Magoos,
David Bowie,
AZ,
The Skatalites,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Urselle,
Audionom,
Isaac Hayes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Spandau Ballet,
Toni Rubio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rod Modell,
Davy DMX,
Joe Finger,
Massinfluence,
The American Breed,
The Residents,
Stiv Bators,
Todd Rundgren,
Arcadia,
Jeff Lynne,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
Chris & Cosey,
David Axelrod,
Symarip,
Warsaw,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Country Teasers,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.