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 Rwanda and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Toni Rubio 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ 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 chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Mark Hollis,
A Certain Ratio,
Sam Rivers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Velvet Underground,
The Real Kids,
Minor Threat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
Dave Gahan,
Lindisfarne,
Moby Grape,
David Bowie,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tommy Roe,
Motorama,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bad Manners,
The Zeros,
David Axelrod,
Slick Rick,
Cheater Slicks,
Mars,
Urselle,
The Toasters,
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
Black Bananas,
Altered Images,
The Dave Clark Five,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Doors,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donald Byrd,
Schoolly D,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Sheep,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wire,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
Sex Pistols,
Niagra,
Infiniti,
Angry Samoans,
Tomorrow,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Halsall,
EPMD,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.