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 Belize and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Joy Division to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
The Victims,
Loose Ends,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers,
UT,
The Leaves,
Pagans,
Kurtis Blow,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Jawbox,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Rundgren,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultravox,
Joyce Sims,
Young Marble Giants,
Tommy Roe,
Chris & Cosey,
Soul II Soul,
Marmalade,
Altered Images,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Metal Thangz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rites of Spring,
Duran Duran,
Desert Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Janne Schatter,
Fela Kuti,
Kas Product,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Martian,
Scrapy,
Black Pus,
Hardrive,
Black Flag,
Reuben Wilson,
Skarface,
Yaz,
Franke,
Von Mondo,
Henry Cow,
Althea and Donna,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Vladislav Delay,
10cc,
Lyres,
Alison Limerick,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Toni Rubio,
The Angels of Light,
Rekid,
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.